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Originally Posted by econophile
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Originally Posted by Ungoliant
I don't really see his endgame here.
Whitaker: I'm not coming unless you promise not to subpoena me.
Dems: LOL, no
W: Fine, I'm not coming then.
D: Ok, here's your subpoena.
W: Dammit!
I am excited that this absolute TITAN of law is now entering the legal battlefield. He's a fumbling, incompetent, moist ham in a suit. His performance at his last news conference reminded me of a spooked bird guarding a nest as you creep forward; just how close can we get before this terrified, wide-eyed nervous ***** bolts for self-preservation?
Is he going to have a pile of gym towels next to him as he Patrick Ewing-sweats up there? He aggressively sweats, bet you can hear a *pop* every time a rivulet of sweat appears, probably sounds like Rice Krispies up close. I wonder if he's been instructed to "go Kavanaugh" if he gets cornered, confused or flustered? He likes LIFTING and JESUS CHRIST and ACCOMODATING TOILETS and MAKING PANORAMAS WITH DAD and breaks pens in his sausage fingers for emphasis. I hate you Whitaker. I hate you and all your Trump-affiliated toilet grifters and wish for you to experience a personal disaster and suffer through lifelong regret, shame, and misery.