“You want to be the first female President? Little girl you sure have an active imagination there…”
What? When was the last time I did something nice?
She’s gonna pee on him, ain’t she?
I hugged a little girl in Bosnia after escaping sniper fire
Sorry. You can’t have a discount on your injection pen and complementary black guy anymore. Oh, rearrange the letters in my name. You owe me now.
Santa: Now little girl remember that good little girls go home and go to bed; bad little girls go to bed and then go home. And no, little girl, Santa does not give dildos as Christmas presents. Not yet.
Santa Soros Giving His Lap Puppet A Scolding For Losing
“Bitch, quit yer bitchin!”
I would have given you a piece of coal for Christmas but you shut down the coal mines so you get nothing at all.
No Gollum, you have not been nice. No ring for you!
“Santa ain’t going to pay a $250,000 speaking fee just so you can tell me what you want for Christmas, so get off my lap, kid.”
“What a nasty little girl”…
I’m sorry, Hillary, but even Santa can’t make you as smart and competent as Donald Trump.
“You look good in orange jumpsuits”…
Elf..this little bitch shit in her depends again….Get her outta here, and tell her NO RECOUNTS>>>NO RE DOS<<<<< NO NUTHIN!
Hey – you’re older than I am!
Now why are you wishing for so many good people to die? little girl you have big problems!
“Blitzen wants his smart pills back”…
“Is that your head or did somebody crap on your shoulders”…
You’re both funny and frightening, making utter vacancy look like Zen inscrutability.
Santa Claus: “Get her off my lap and get me a towel.”
[Hillary is pushed down the slide]
Santa Claus: “Oh, I hate the smell of tapioca.”
Yeah, not original, but it’s what came to mind…..
“I think your Depends need wringing out, little girl”
“I think we should wait a year or so before I bring you a Death Ray Blaster Rifle”
What do you mean? $ 250,0000 for a 1 song lap dance?
get off my lap, bitch
Ho, Ho, Ho Hillary, I’m Donald Trump playing Santa and I’m coming for you.
I can’t even give you a lump of coal since you threatens to close the mines.
Santa: “You smell funny.”
Are you Want, or are you Ignorance? Oh that’s right, you’re an only child.
“Santa, can you bring me the head of James Comey…?”
So that’s why she wanted the coal industry shut down….
So that’s why she wanted the coal industry shut down….
Want a cookie little girl?
“Honey Child… enjoy these orange fluffy pajamas” – The next ones you don will be in March and we all know how bad your precious va jay jay reacts to pure, starched cotton fabric not made by Anna Wintour.
Santa: “Oh, dear… you can try to whistle a Happy Tune all you’d like, but you are still, and ALWAYS will be the World’s Greatest Loser”
/Santa trying to make miniSatan feel better
You are just bad. You lost! Now go home and shut up.
That Elf on the Shelf I gave you last year had a small camera and mic in it.
You’re on the shit, er, naughty list forever.
“No, I’m not the Mahdi, and I can’t grant you your 72 virgins. You probably want the mosque down the street.”
I’m sorry little girl, there’s only one magic that’s stronger than Santa’s magic, and that’s Pepe’s meme magic, and that magic is what made Trump president.
Santa:; I thought you got ran over by a raindeer.
There are not enough rocks on planet Earth to do your stocking justice.
“You want to be the first female President? Little girl you sure have an active imagination there…”
What? When was the last time I did something nice?
She’s gonna pee on him, ain’t she?
I hugged a little girl in Bosnia after escaping sniper fire
Sorry. You can’t have a discount on your injection pen and complementary black guy anymore. Oh, rearrange the letters in my name. You owe me now.
Santa: Now little girl remember that good little girls go home and go to bed; bad little girls go to bed and then go home. And no, little girl, Santa does not give dildos as Christmas presents. Not yet.
Santa Soros Giving His Lap Puppet A Scolding For Losing
“Bitch, quit yer bitchin!”
I would have given you a piece of coal for Christmas but you shut down the coal mines so you get nothing at all.
No Gollum, you have not been nice. No ring for you!
“Santa ain’t going to pay a $250,000 speaking fee just so you can tell me what you want for Christmas, so get off my lap, kid.”
“What a nasty little girl”…
I’m sorry, Hillary, but even Santa can’t make you as smart and competent as Donald Trump.
“You look good in orange jumpsuits”…
Elf..this little bitch shit in her depends again….Get her outta here, and tell her NO RECOUNTS>>>NO RE DOS<<<<< NO NUTHIN!
Hey – you’re older than I am!
Now why are you wishing for so many good people to die? little girl you have big problems!
“Blitzen wants his smart pills back”…
“Is that your head or did somebody crap on your shoulders”…
You’re both funny and frightening, making utter vacancy look like Zen inscrutability.
Santa Claus: “Get her off my lap and get me a towel.”
[Hillary is pushed down the slide]
Santa Claus: “Oh, I hate the smell of tapioca.”
Yeah, not original, but it’s what came to mind…..
“I think your Depends need wringing out, little girl”
“I think we should wait a year or so before I bring you a Death Ray Blaster Rifle”
What do you mean? $ 250,0000 for a 1 song lap dance?
get off my lap, bitch
Ho, Ho, Ho Hillary, I’m Donald Trump playing Santa and I’m coming for you.
I can’t even give you a lump of coal since you threatens to close the mines.
Santa: “You smell funny.”
Are you Want, or are you Ignorance? Oh that’s right, you’re an only child.
“Santa, can you bring me the head of James Comey…?”
So that’s why she wanted the coal industry shut down….
So that’s why she wanted the coal industry shut down….
Want a cookie little girl?
“Honey Child… enjoy these orange fluffy pajamas” – The next ones you don will be in March and we all know how bad your precious va jay jay reacts to pure, starched cotton fabric not made by Anna Wintour.
Santa: “Oh, dear… you can try to whistle a Happy Tune all you’d like, but you are still, and ALWAYS will be the World’s Greatest Loser”
/Santa trying to make miniSatan feel better
You are just bad. You lost! Now go home and shut up.
That Elf on the Shelf I gave you last year had a small camera and mic in it.
You’re on the shit, er, naughty list forever.
“No, I’m not the Mahdi, and I can’t grant you your 72 virgins. You probably want the mosque down the street.”
I’m sorry little girl, there’s only one magic that’s stronger than Santa’s magic, and that’s Pepe’s meme magic, and that magic is what made Trump president.
Santa:; I thought you got ran over by a raindeer.
There are not enough rocks on planet Earth to do your stocking justice.
“No, little girl, I can’t keep you out of Hell …”
izlamo delenda est …
That’s not my pennis bitch.