BAHAHAHAHAHA. I guess the Bernie Sanders splinter group has splintered even further into THIS nest of Marxist roaches:
I think if my son was excitedly jabbering in a soprano voice at a socialist rally while holding a Big Bird doll, I might just die of shame. Right after I beat some sense into him.
Our Revolution Texas is now broken down further into Our Revolution North Texas. Not sure why local doughboy Comrade Clayton is shilling for these fellow dorks because according to him, he is leaving Our Revolution Texas to go and “organize” with a new group of shithead commies called “TradeJusticeEd”.
“Organize” is Tucker-speak for “loaf around chanting slogans and continuing to live off of my parents at their house at 208 South Western in Lampasas”.
Comrade Clayton wants SO BADLY to be this guy:
“I’m a rancher! I’m a farmer! I’m a cowboy!”. Yeah, you’re a cowboy like George Bush was a cowboy. Only without the connections, money and family name. Oh, and without your own apartment.
The sad reality is THIS little guy with the fupa:
Hey man! Save some chicks for the rest of us!
Look Comrade Clayton, I get why you are angrily yelling and demanding free shit all the time. Every Dad who finds out he’s having a boy gets excited about the idea of throwing the ball around in the backyard, teaching him how to tie a tie, and giving him advice on girls. Then you came along and were a constant source of disappointment to your old man, which left you angry and bitter.
The old man better forget about grandkids too, unless Robert Francis O’Rourke figures out a way to impregnate your rectum.
Will this socialist roach make another run at City council in a few months? Please god, let it happen.
P.S. – the more all of you Google “Clayton Tucker Lampasas Texas” and click on any Lampasshole search results, the higher Comrade Clayton Tucker of Lampasas Texas climbs on the results list. That means more time and money Comrade Clayton Tucker of Lampasas Texas has to spend scrubbing all these blog posts demonstrating what a fuckup he is.