If there’s a better way to say “I don’t give a shit” I haven’t heard it.
BTW, littlegirlblue, have you seen this?
If there’s a better way to say “I don’t give a shit” I haven’t heard it.
BTW, littlegirlblue, have you seen this?
And they have to share a brain, now that’s Karma baby!
I was born a poor trust funded child…
Carson is certifiably cuckoo, it’s undeniable.
I dated myself once, but it just didn’t work out.
We both wanted different things from life, but we’re still friends.
I hope it works out for you.
As opposed to those privileged kids from the projects in Chicago or the shacks in Appalachia or …
Just curious, what’s in for Carson this late in the game? Speaking gigs? The man is now saying dumber things than Sarah Palin!
Carson is just a big ol’ Ho…he’s been getting ahead attaching himself to someone his whole life…sad really.
Well Mrs. Carson has a talent for singing so she’ll get gigs. With the Dr. I’m betting Candy Carson wants him out of the house once and while, so I guess he’ll write another book and go out and peddle it.
Jesus weeps for the poor little rich children who have too much to eat and sleep in beds that are too warm and soft.
Oh shut up you clueless fool.
You mean that they suffer from “affluenza?”
If I was one of his former patient’s I might be getting a check up second opinion.
I’m going to go ahead and assume that Carson is suffering from a serious mental disorder. He’s all too happy to share his fantasies with the rest of us. How did this guy ever make it through medical school? The mind boggles.
Dr. Quaalude is really fucking bonkers.
I swear there is just something really off about this guy. He’s like the ax-murderer who everyone says he is the last guy they would of suspected. I wouldn’t be–I think this guy has a dark side just waiting to emerge, and shock the less aware than I.
The word was the Kochs would cheer Pence’s nomination and start paying to play, but this complicates that notion, it seems.
I am my best friend and I don’t drink sparing myself the cost of cocktails and I eat like a bird. P.S. My cousin Ira was never as much fun as you are.
The scourge of affluenza. Terrible, just terrible.