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t is the perfect witch laugh. And when Donald the Brave pours a cold bucket of landslide over her massive vote-fraud head, there will be no cackle but a chilling shriek as she melts away into the floor.

And then we can sing... ding dong the witch is dead...

Yep, and then one of us monkeys has to clean up the mess...

[samtheman]

That will be Debbie Washerwoman’s job.