[bagster]

Now excuse me, I've got to shine up my red leather shoes before the Grand Sabbat, otherwise I'll wind up hanging by a red scarf from a doorknob. And nobody wants that.

Tony Podesta and pals.

Means nothing. Nothing at all.

Go back to sleep, little one. Nothing to see here.

[humblegunner]

Tony Podesta and pals.

Yeah, I woulda got into the picture too but I was out back
with the kitchen staff grabbing a smoke. Never been totally
comfortable around all them high rollers.

Although I bet the kitchen dudes didn't bag up any leftovers for THEM fancy mooks.

So there's that.

Shhh. It's a secret.

[Sirius Lee]

That pic is like faggotry on parade.