Title: German Criticizes Judge Who 'Fined' Syrian For Raping 15-Year-Old Girl; Gets Fined Twice As Much Source:
[None] URL Source:https://www.zerohedge.com/political ... old-girl-gets-fined-twice-much Published:Nov 27, 2024 Author:Tyler Durden Post Date:2024-11-27 07:16:11 by Horse Keywords:None Views:3004 Comments:110
The judge even told the convicted rapist during the trial: "You are well on your way to becoming a completely normal citizen here"
Why isn't Nancy Reagan marching against Russian Tanks to ensure my right to a free nipple ring and a little foil pouch thoughtfully packed with antiseptic napkinette for self aftercare?
Why isn't Nancy Reagan marching against Russian Tanks to ensure my right to a free nipple ring and a little foil pouch thoughtfully packed with antiseptic napkinette for self aftercare?
How many of those nipple thingys do you have? (no shit when I typed in nipple the auto suggestion word was clamp) but no mention of dancing to wild Turkish music.
I was only supposed to get 2 weeks in non-violence classes, not 26.
Not kidding. I had the "counsellors" so mad at me at the end, they wanted to kill me. Except the LatinX guy he was cool. The little faggot and the giant black whore were another story.
It happened before "woke" was a thing. I documented everything and copied the paperwork, which was verboten and forwarded my reports to the company. I thought it was a local abberation, but it was the woke movement personified.
You should've heard my final speech (confession). I got a standing ovation.
I met a guy named Ray, short, stocky, he looked like a short grizzly Adams. his big crime was beating to death an FBI informant that tried to molest his daughter. He did time in the big house for that, but his sentence was so unjust that he was remanded to my classes after they kicked him out of prison.
Ray was a good man, as were most of the men in my situation. Some were dirtbags, about a quarter of them. I lost track of Ray, probably in his late 30s. I miss him.
Long story short, the company reimbursed me for my time and expenses. I was as safe as a baby in its mother's arms with those bad boyettos.
We worked The Grateful Dead on several occasions in the Chicago area.
One show at Soldier Field the van pulled up and Jerry Garcia jumped out. Some guy on the local crew nailed him for an autograph.
Band Security started screaming, "Security, get this guy out of here!" I grabbed him and told him, "Disappear until this guy cools off." He told me, "Do you know what this signature is worth?"
I told him, "I don't care."
Jerry went for one last big hit on the crack pipe, and it killed him. I can recall watching a closed circuit of his inheritance proceedings. His two wives were fighting over who was going to get what. :-/
This is what Cari looked like, except with longer, salt and pepper grey hair and square granny glasses on her nose. She was 5'2", ~100 pounds and smelled really nice.
The eyes are exactly the same. I found that pic on the IMDb while me and Kim were watching the movie 1941 on EweToob free movies. Cari and I never really got together, Aleena was stuck here because of homosexual/pederast mayor Pete Buttplug's transportation crisis.
(Edit) Cari (Ramette) was wrinklier, like she was left in the microwave too long. She was an old farm gal that had too much sun, but she was as hot as you could get. She put the hook in me when she lectured a stupid young negro about the clot- shots when I was in line behind the cheesedick at her liquor store.
When it was my turn I told her, "You're my hero, and you're cute as a button."
We became friends while Aleena was waiting to go home if/when her cargo container go to Lithuania. Cari would hug me when I'd go into her store. I could smell her perfume when I got back to my office and out of my smoke filled truck. That was hot.
That's the end of the story. Aleena wet home and died from the shots in February, Cari died about the same time from the shots she was given, against her will from a routine surgical procedure a year or so before.
Kim caught up to me the following November. A year ago.