Pie here. You gotta love this.
“I’ve worked so hard in my career, that I promise you, if I’m elected president you’re gonna see the single most important thing that changes America, we’re gonna cure cancer,” Biden told supporters in Ottumwa, Iowa.
Good ol’ Joe has risen to the distinguished ranks of my favorite snake oil salesman — Mr. Merriweather — in the film “Little Big Man”.
But who will cure us of Joe Biden?
Promises, promises. EMPTY promises!
Seem to recall Gropey Joke traveling around the country promising “shovel-ready jobs,” and we know what a clunker that turned out to be.
Cure? We’re gonna need a cure alright.
“Officials with Metro Health said it is impossible for the migrants to have made it this far to still have the Ebola virus in them.”
HAHAHAHAHAHA.
From here–
https://foxsanantonio.com/news/local/officials-migrants-from-congo-angola-coming-through-san-antonio-do-not-have-ebola-virus
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http://raconteurreport.blogspot.com/2019/06/told-you-so.html
Read the comments too.
Still laughing?
I’m not laughing! Yikes, six months eh? Well, if we keep the door open long enough then its bound to happen.
So, uh, is promising to cure cancer still bad? Or only bad when Democrats do it?
https://twitter.com/atrupar/status/1157092013965266944?s=20