Part of the web falls.
And so it goes.
ThankQ, Mr. Trump.
Bagster
I just have to share this personal story with John McCain’s brain cancer in the news. My Dad had bone cancer, was bedridden and in his last days. One day he started saying, Get that Son of a b!@# out of my bed, get that son of a b!@# out of my bed. Get John McCain out of my bed. This was before John McCains diagnosis was public. Well, Dad knew what was coming I guess.