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Then one fine day I saw her on TV wearing a stupid pink vagina hat and saying about Trump, "Sometimes I dream of blowing up the White House." when all the Russian collusion BS started up over that Steele dossier packed with lie bought and paid for by Cackles Clinton The Evil Hag.
Well, that really rubbed me the wrong way, that proving libtarded celebrities are really stupid for ticking off half a potential audience with money to buy music or to see movies. For example, having rented Goodfellas as quickly as the DVD became available, me dino liked that flick so much that I would at least watch parts of that flick whenever I ran into it channel surfing. Now I won't watch it at all because Robert De Niro has said some very ugly things about Trump, who I consider to be the best president we've had in a hell of a long time.
Anyhow, I digress. Me dino came to the conclusion that a trash can was too good for Madonna. Me dino tossed that CD off a bridge down into a deep trench dug for railroad tracks where Madonna could be run over by trains that pull nothing but long, long lines of coal cars. I've been driving over that bridge since the mid-Eighties and coal is the only train traffic I've ever seen pass under that bridge.