When he finally gets thrown out, and the People's House is back in the hands of the people, we grind whatever garish mess he's cobbled together down. Slowly. Publicly. All the way to the last stone.
In the meanwhile, since those ratfucks will still be with us on this here Earthly plane, we might settle for wringing their wretched necks a la Homer Simpson
The use of a Thompson configuration more frequently associated with 1920s gangsters (drum mag, ergonomic foregrip) instead of the later M1 variant (box mag, flat foregrip) is a thing of true poetry, there
Also, the idea that it isn't a blatant end run around the Posse Comitatus Act is a joke.
In a better country, this would be grounds for prompt arrest of everyone involved in the chain of command (including the President, who would be violating the laws he swore to execute).
Fuckin' Kraut lookin' ass. American GI's ventilated the Nazis for less.
If that bitch Schmitt loves whitey-lookin' Eurocentrism so much, he can hop his bitch ass on the first flight over and see how well that plays in the mother country of his choosing
It's a mess that can only really be described as obscene. It punches massive holes in social safety net programs like Medicaid, SNAP, Medicare, and others. It makes permanent substantial tax cuts for the upper quintile of taxpayers. It massively spikes ICE funding, past other federal LEO branches
Dude found the rights in a goddamn dumpster outside Gearbox and is crowing like whatever low-budget trash he cobbles together out of it isn't going to just get memed to death at every opportunity
>boot up Look Outside post-update >start day 2 alone because I'm stalling for Leigh >first door encounter is corrupt Morton >open the door because I figure I can take him >get off one attack before being immediately 2-shot what a roll, lemme tell ya
