rupey's sob story

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“I’m not talkin’ bout rich, I’m talking ‘bout wealth...I’m
talkin’ bout the white family that owns the color blue---
those rich bastards.”

-Chris Rock

Submitted: July 21, 2011

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Submitted: July 21, 2011

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if by chance you watched rupey testify today

& you were in any way led to feel sorry for this

seemingly decrepit, senile &

vulnerable looking old tyrant who

babbled through the statement of his

“innocence,”

pausing after every other question to have it

repeated, as if he couldn’t hear it,

laughing like a stereotypical general store owner

in some canceled, black & white program from the

50’s,

while often allowing his son to answer for him,

as if he was not the “13th most powerful person in the

world”

& “the 117th wealthiest,”

whose newspaper deleted voicemail messages left by

family members

in the wake of a murdered 13 year old girl in order to

get a

story---

well,

one can assume then that

you are the dumbest person alive &

you should be fed strained carrots for the rest of your

life

through a feeding tube

while you

play with stuffed animals & eat ding dongs all day.


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