Pelosi has a secret gazpacho police force because she knows revenge is a dish best served cold.
The Gazpacho came for me and there were no spoons left to eat it with.
The thought of the SSpresso knocking on my door is what keeps me awake at night.
If she wants to fight the gazpacho, she should join Antipasto.
I cheddar to think.
MTG: “I don’t know anything.”
Everyone Else: “Well, surely, as an adult human being, you must know some-”
MTG: “Nope, nothing!”
(Again and again and again.)
(Honestly, I was fully expecting her to say “goulash” instead of “gulag” and I’m amazed she didn’t. Disappointed, too.)
I’m going to go out on a limb and say she doesn’t know what it is. It’s just a word she heard.
What a chowderhead.
If only people threw tomatoes at her. You know, to make the gazpacho.
I hear a common weapon used by the underground resistance against the gazpacho police is to throw mazel tov cocktails at them…
chow dare she
And now we know who’s going to enforce Shakira law, the Gazpacho police!
Everytime I hear something coming out of this person’s mouth, I exclaim’" She’s just dumb as hell"
There’s also the French word “putain” which I’ll let you translate yourself.
Her arguments don’t withstand scroutony for a second.
Yoink!
Served with Empty G’s Bottomless Word Salad.