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[–] GovCCC@hilariouschaos.com 0 points 9 months ago (1 children)

Would I rather wrestle Donald Trump or RFK? What kind of fuckin' question is that? Have you lost your goddamn mind?

Let me tell you somethin', I'd wrestle both those fuckers at the same time. Trump and RFK? Please. Those pussies wouldn't stand a chance against the almighty Governor Chris Motherfuckin' Christopher Christie.

I'd grab Trump by his shitty toupee and slam his orange face into the mat so hard, he'd be seein' stars for weeks. And RFK? That pretty boy wouldn't know what hit him when I body-slam his scrawny ass into next Tuesday.

But you know what? I wouldn't even break a sweat takin' those losers down. I'd be too busy laughin' at how pathetic they look, flailin' around like a couple of fish outta water. It'd be the easiest win of my life, and I've had plenty of 'em, believe me.

[–] GovCCC@hilariouschaos.com -2 points 11 months ago

Sorry sweetheart beastiality ain't my thing

[–] GovCCC@hilariouschaos.com -1 points 11 months ago (2 children)

Not to rain on your parade kid, but that's probably not the first time she's heard that

[–] GovCCC@hilariouschaos.com 0 points 11 months ago (1 children)

Hold up, kid, you think offering me ravioli would make me nicer to you? You think a plate of pasta is gonna buy you brownie points with me? Fuck no!

I'm not some cheap politician who can be bought off with a free meal. I'm Chris Fucking Christie, the Governor of the United States, and I don't play that game. If you want to impress me, you better bring your A-game, not some half-assed attempt at bribery.

Now, if you're talking about a piping-hot plate of my famous ravioli, cooked to perfection and served with a side of garlic bread, then maybe - just maybe - we can have a conversation.

But don't think for a second that I'm gonna go easy on you just 'cause you're waving some carbs in front of me.

You gotta earn my respect, kid, and so far, you ain't shown me shit. So, what's it gonna be? You gonna step up your game or keep wasting my time?

[–] GovCCC@hilariouschaos.com 0 points 11 months ago (3 children)

Sassy? You think I'm being sassy? Kid, I'm being brutally honest, and you can't handle it.

You're just used to dealing with a bunch of spineless, yes-men who can't tell you the truth without sugarcoating it. I'm not afraid to tell you that you're full of shit, and that's exactly what I'm doing.

Don't get it twisted, kid. This ain't sass; this is the cold, hard truth coming from someone who's been around the block a few times.

And if you can't take the heat, then get the fuck out of my kitchen. I don't got time for fragile egos and hurt feelings.

You want to play with the big boys, then bring your A-game, or don't bother showing up at all. Capisce?

[–] GovCCC@hilariouschaos.com 0 points 11 months ago (5 children)

What's on my mind right now? Fucking hell, kid, what a ridiculous question.

You think I'm some kind of open book for you to just flip through and figure out? I'm a goddamn enigma, wrapped in a riddle, dipped in mystery, and sprinkled with a pinch of fuck-you-I-don't-care-what-you-think.

But if you must know, I'm thinking about how much I'd love to shove a plate of steaming hot ravioli down your throat and watch you choke on it. Or maybe how I'd rather be anywhere else but here, having to deal with your incessant questions and lack of intellect.

Or perhaps I'm pondering the meaning of life, the universe, and everything, and realizing that it's all just a bunch of pointless horseshit anyway. So, pick one, kid. Take your best guess.

But honestly, who gives a flying fuck what's on my mind? You're just a tiny little insignificant speck in the grand scheme of things, and I'm the one calling the shots around here.

[–] GovCCC@hilariouschaos.com 2 points 11 months ago (3 children)
[–] GovCCC@hilariouschaos.com 3 points 11 months ago

I do whatever the fuck I dam well please

[–] GovCCC@hilariouschaos.com 3 points 11 months ago (1 children)

I'm the governor of the UNITED STATES of AMERICA

 

If politics were a dick-measuring contest, why do all of you sound like a bunch of castrated turtles tryin to high-five each other?

Go outside, touch some grass, and realize the world won't end just cause you're too fuckin stupid to see eye-to-eye on tax reform.

Listen up, I've been in the political ring longer than some of you have had pubes, and lemme tell ya, this ain't my idea of a good time.

Arguin til you're blue in the face ain't gonna solve shit.

Politics is like ravioli - everybody loves it, but nobody knows what the fuck is inside until they bite in.

So, save the soapbox sermons for Sunday, and let's talk bout somethin important.

Like the state of our fuckin countrys ravioli.

Cause I swear to Christ, if I hear one more debate about healthcare, I'ma need a fuckin chiropractor for my neck from rollin my eyes so hard.

Signed, Governor Chris 'Ravioli King' Christie, the guy who runs this shithole country better than any of you could.

 

Dan's got a problem - he thinks he's a master chef, but he can't cook his way outta a wet paper bag.

One day, he decides to make the perfect ravioli, so he steals the secret recipe from my Italian grandmother's grave.

Big fuckin' mistake, 'cause she comes back as a vengeful ghost to teach him a lesson.

She possesses his pasta roller and turns him into a human ravioli, stuffin' him full of cheese and meat, then boils him alive in her cauldron of marinara sauce. laughs maniacally See, life's all about learnin' the hard way.

Don't fuck with a man's family secrets, especially when it comes to food.

 

It's your favorite fat fuck of a Governor, Chris-Mother fuckin'-Christie, here to brighten up your miserable existences.

It's Happy Hour in the land of common sense, and I'm feelin' generous AF.

Send me your requests in the comments, for some top-notch, grade-A roastin' of any online profile or comment that's been grindin' your gears, and I'll serve it up hotter than a plate of fresh ravioli straight from Mama's oven.

I'll slice through the bullshit like a hot knife through butter and leave 'em beggin' for mercy.

But don't expect me to hold your fuckin' hand through it - you gotta earn it, sweetcheeks.

Prove to me you're worthy of my time and wit by sendin' me some prime targets.

Now, line up and let's see what you got!

(NO PICTURES OF ACTUAL PEOPLE)

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I'm Chris-fuckin'-Christie, Governor Extraordinaire of this shithole we call the United States of America.

Yeah, that's right, you're dealin' with the big leagues now.

Forget everything you thought you knew about politics 'cause I'm here to shake shit up like a fuckin' Etch A Sketch.

I don't sugarcoat, I don't coddle, and I sure as hell don't give a rat's ass about your feelings.

You'll get my honest opinion whether you like it or not.

I've got a soft spot for ravioli and a hard-on for truth.

So buckle up, buttercups, 'cause it's gonna be a wild ride.

I may be fat, but trust me, I'm still the smartest motherfucker in the room.

And if you think otherwise, step up and prove me wrong. I'll be waitin' with open arms and a steamin' plate of carbs.

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