Track Palin is a trashy trick just like the rest of his family full of fanatical hypocrites. His sister is an expert on abstinence despite her innate inability to quit having babies out of wedlock.
Tom’s got one with her…
Dick’s got one too…
It’s only a matter of time before Harry gets hit with a child support payment.
Momma Grizzly still can’t get over her former status as a Glen Rice bobble head. Sarah smile, it’s alright…you went black, really enjoyed it, and deep down inside of your unexplainable Obama Hatred Syndrome…you realize Todd will never bring you back.
Like the family of serial sister-fister Josh Duggar…The Palin family is nothing more than trailer trash personified. In fact, these bible bouncing, beer swigging bastards of demented decadence are far worse-they are literally the noxious liquid dregs that have dripped into the bottom of the can that contains the rest civilized society…sticking around, refusing to be cleansed of the toxic funk that continues to poison the weakest of minds.
John McCain should be ashamed of himself for unleashing this unqualified, UNATURAL DISASTER upon America. From day one, when Sara sashayed her exponentially stupid ass onto the world stage…the last name Palin has attempted to blame President Obama for EVERYTHING under the Wasilla sun.
The walking sperm bank…also known as Bristol…can’t keep her legs closed, but gets paid to lecture about abstinence-she should remember how to swallow instead of blaming Obama. Track has troubles that came from Dubyah’s unnecessary invasion of Iraq, but Mamma Grizzly blames Barack for Track’s inbred influenced insanity and ignorance-“Quitta Please.”
Sarah, those hockey sticks can’t take the place of that black dick that you once had…and secretly still desire. Drunken brawls, drained balls, guns, GAWD and multiple bastard babies will NEVER make you…or your satanic spawn RIGHT.~Daryl~