Sharpie.Ro loses 85%
Boomers finally realizing Sharpie.Ro doesn’t care about America at all.

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Sharpie DOES care about … Isra.HELL!
It was Never Real
Vox Day
The Littlest Chickenhawk has been a manufactured creature since the beginning, when he was being pushed as a “musical prodigy” at the age of 12 back in 1996.
Larry King introduced him by informing the crowd that Shapiro wanted to be the first Orthodox Rabbi to sit on the Supreme Court of the United States. He also wanted to play his violin at Carnegie Hall.
Of course, he couldn’t cut it as a violinist, a lawyer, or a rabbi, so he was repurposed as a “whip-smart” political commentator, spitting out AIPAC talking points while being handed everything from syndicated columns and book deals to Michael Savage’s radio show despite the fact that he was never even among the ten most popular columnists on WND back in the day. On average, he was number 14.
The tragedy of Ben Shapiro is that he knows he’s a fraud. He realized it even before he went to college, when he began to understand that he didn’t have the ability to think for himself or enough talent to accomplish anything on his own. This is why so many celebrities and “successful” people have Imposter Syndrome: they are imposters whose success is fake and manufactured. Once the funding required to maintain their pretend popularity dries up, their audience disappears because it never really existed in the first place.
I lust for Isra.HELL
Lust is a burning thing
And it makes a fiery ring
Bound by wild desire
It fell into a ring of fire
It fell into a burning ring of fire
It went down, down, down
And the flames went higher
And it burns, burns, burns
The ring of fire, the ring of fire
It fell into a burning ring of fire
It went down, down, down
And the flames went higher
And it burns, burns, burns
The ring of fire, the ring of fire
The taste of lust is sweat
When hate like ours connect
It fell, for you like a child
Oh, but the fire went wild
It fell in, to a burning ring of fire
It went down, down, down
And the flames went higher
And it burns, burns, burns
The ring of fire, the ring of fire
It fell in, to a burning ring of fire
It went down, down, down
And the flames went higher
And it burns, burns, burns
The ring of fire, the ring of fire
And it burns, burns, burns
The ring of fire, the ring of fire
The ring of fire, the ring of fire
The ring of fire
Johnny’s Cash
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