On Sale Now: GOP

By Cliff Lake

 

On Sale Now: GOP

 

Not getting enough love for your firearms collection?

Bible verses sounding stale?

Not getting your fill of Russian propaganda?

Then you need to try:

REPUBLICAN TALKING POINTS!

That’s right!

Today’s Republican Talking Points

Aren’t just your grandfathers bigotry and misogyny, no!

Why, there’s an ever-expanding library of ALL NEW

Batshit crazy theories and outright lies

TAILORED JUST FOR YOU!!

Try these on:

Democrats are coming for your stock brokers!

Zelensky is addicted to Chinese drag queens!

Donald Trump can turn water into AR15’s!

All of these and so many more

Are available to YOU

At the low, low cost

Of any sort of reason, logic, or common sense.

Just think of what you could do

Simply by believing

That Kevin McCarthy

Has your best interests in mind

And isn’t beholden

To the worst that America has to offer!

America, it’s time to stop thinking of others

And start stocking up on ammunition

Because what’s a Cobb salad

Without some crunch, am I right?

We know the Soros cabal

Is hiding her emails in Mar-a-Lago!

We know Hunter Biden

Vaccinated that laptop!

We know electric vehicles

Are run on Bud Light!

So get your Republican Talking Points today!

It’s time to stop being a sheep,

And start doing what you're told because,

There’s no Republican,

Like an obedient Republican!

 

Make America Gullible Again!

 

Cliff Lake 5/23/2023

Copyright © Clifford Lake 2023

Location: Dalton, MA, USA

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