I hear the lamentations of their women.
Additional WINNING!
I hear the lamentations of their man-bunned, beta male cuckadoodle metrosexuals.
Such sweet, sweet music...
That is best in life.
“lamentations of their women.”
You bet, King of Aquilonia!
I love seeing the she men of the left collectively soil their panties and it happens at least weekly with President Trump. The Trump presidency is an unending source of joy to me.
Conan “(When asked, “What is best in life?”) To crush your enemies, to see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentations of their women!”
Damn.
Terrifying and terrible?
How about kill the fatted calf, let’s party!
Correct Pronunciation: I hear de lamantations off der wimmen. . .
That is good.
Hey Ruth, shut up. All you do is whine and wuss-out at the Wash. Post. Why not go over to MSNBC where you will be comfortable with their lunatics?
I nominate Madame Lafarge to take your place. At least she knew how to get a “head” in her career.
> I hear the lamentations of their women.
And revel in it.
And rejoice.
Excerpt: Justice Kennedy, perhaps it is unfair to pile all this onto your shoulders, but is it really wise to subject an already divided country to even more turbulence?