FFFFF… = stuttering mimic of how a friend said the f word.
Devil’s triangle = a drinking game with quarters.
Boofed = farted.
Sure, Bart. Too bad there is the Urban dictionary, which gives different definitions, all of which are consistent with the accusations.
SO indignant!
“The media has determined the term [“Renate Alumnius”][Sic] was related to sex,” Kavanaugh said. “It was not related to sex. She and I never had any sexual interaction at all."
No, of course not, “Bart”. The “alumnus” claim in your autobiographical yearbook note was merely a BOAST (shared with a dozen of your closest football teammates & fellow troglodytes) that you had experienced intimacy with Ms. Schroeder. I hope she had better taste.
Loved the way he got all outraged about questions about the Renate Alumnius yearbook entry and defended her honor. What a swell guy! Just ask him, he’ll tell you himself what a great guy he is.
My stomach hurt after watching all his sanctimony, piety, and LIES!!! This great Alexandra Petri piece helped me calm down: HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO BRETT KAVANAUGH?
https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/opinions/wp/2018/09/27/how-dare-you-do-this-to-brett-kavanaugh/?utm_term=.ca85767eeec2
So his defense is that he is so susceptible to peer pressure that he’ll do despicable things just to please a bunch of despicable a–holes?
Oh…that’s why he was nominated.
So his defense is that he’s so weak willed and susceptible to peer pressure that he’ll do terrible things that he regrets in hindsight? And that he feels guilty later, but oh, well, not going to apologize or admit weakness. The cool kids think I’m cool, right?