Past Imperfect

Past Imperfect – #312

Because nothing says “I’m a man’s man” like posing next to your ludicrous gun collection in the family rec room whilst wearing shiny disco boots and a sweater with dancing reindeer… 

Note: This is Exhibit #6 in Bonnywood’s March Madness. Details found here.

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  1. I thought it was Rep. Van Taylor, but he’s not a rifle man, he’s a bit of a pistol; according to Mistress Tanya. One bit in particular.
    Way to shoot yerself in the foot, Van.

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    • I feel compelled to say this concerning Van “The Fornicator” Taylor, even though it goes against my belief that it’s not about the package but rather the contents: Why is it that SO many of the elected officials who get caught with their pants down, so to speak, are stunningly unattractive? Seriously, Mistress T, you took one look at his profile pic and thought “I gotta get me some of that”? Honey, it’s a big ocean out there. Surely you can find something better than the first thing that washed up on shore…

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      • Gotta make ya proud, though Brian, him being a close to local fine minded Conservative values gentleman?
        Time and again these GOP (usually, but not always) guys can’t help but stray from the values they espouse. And their spouses.

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    • That was my initial reaction as well. What the hell is he trying to hide from the public by keeping that door shut? His inability to understand the difference between a rifle and his pocket pistol? Hmm…

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    • I hear ya, sure do. So many of the politicians in Texas are obvious posers, all manufactured image with no substance, but much of the populace continues to buy the ludicrous packaging without giving it a second thought…

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