Rob Porter is the latest casualty to be left in the wake of the Ol’ Pussy Grabber’s turbulent destructive passage through our world, and has won the White House another gold medal in the shoot-yerself-in-the-dick competition that the entire administration seems to be engaged in. Apparently, after he failed for the umpteenth time to get his security clearance, he called up his punching bags and demanded they tell him what they told the FBI before he went over to their houses and beat the shit outta them (allegedly)! He was gonna bring Hope Hicks and call it a date.
Lucky for him, though, he had none other than John Kelly admiring the way he respected women, so he still got to see all the top secret stuff that flows through the White House and could continue to work there.
It looks like John Kelly is edging ahead by having shot hisself in his dick about two or three times this week. If he ain’t careful, he’ll be giving the Ol’ Pussy Grabber a run at “give ’em enough rope, and he’ll hang himself.” He had better smartin’ up and let the Ol’ Pussy Grabber win all these games else he’ll find a bus bouncing over him faster he can say, “I wouldn’t hit ya, if I didn’t love ya!”
One of the many, cause you know Ol’ Rob Porter has beated more than the three women who have spoken out so far; if we have learned anything in this age of #MeToo, it is that there is always one more, women that he beated after they done pushed all his buttons and then begged him to blacken their eyes, smash their windows, and drag them dripping wet from the showers by the shoulders, is wife number one, Colbie Holderness. She’s the one you see in all the holiday snap that Rob took of her with the black eye so that they could remember their fun times in Italy.
Didn’t you love that little attempt at illusory explanation in his statement about the whole thing, I took that picture more than 15 years ago. Now, if we were obedient gaslighted souls we woulda just nodded our heads and concluded he couldn’ta done it because no one would brutally punch his wife in the eye and then take a picture of it! That would be crazy! That would be like he was proud of it or wanted to remind her of all the trouble she could get herself in if she ever behaved so ridiculously again. He did it for her own good, you know. She obviously wasn’t learning her lessons very well.
Wife number two was Jennie Willoughby, who pinned this moving account of her abuse at the hands of Rob Porter way back on 24 April 2017 so she could have all her future lies corroborated as she vilely attacked this decent man, ain’t that right Sen. Hatch (R-Fists of Love) because morally bankrupt women like these two plan their character assassinations months and years in advance carefully planting false evidence to support their fake news just so they can sully a good man’s name because…? What the fuck?
Her piece is beautifully written. Poetic. It goes along way to helping anyone who wants to understand why women remain in abusive situations, remain. And, it inspired the meme. I hope I caught the poetic rhythm she wrote it with in my depiction of her words.
No one can ever know the dynamics of another’s relationship.
Jennie Willoughby 24 April 2017
The first time he called me a “fucking bitch” was on our honeymoon. (I found out years later he had kicked his first wife on theirs.) A month later he physically prevented me from leaving the house. Less than two months after that, I filed a protective order with the police because he punched in the glass on our front door while I was locked inside. We bought a house to make up for it. Just after our one year anniversary, he pulled me, naked and dripping, from the shower to yell at me.