The PAC is actually called Beige Rainbows. So the title isn’t really correct.
It’s important to campaign to disaffected white dudes as much as any other group. The bigger the margin of the win, the more we can get done.
Republicans who want competent evil candidates.
Pretty sure they see Donald as the useful idiot. They’ll vote for him no matter what, because his winning is the best chance to keep their dying party able to cheat its way into the next competent evil leader.
It’s been there far longer. All the douchebag on the gold escalator did was show them that they don’t need to quit once the story comes out. They can fake news and double down and still get elected.
But patents for genetic beans, or drugs that the government or public institutions that we the public fucking pay for should be allowed.
Making incoherent ramblings sound like campaign messages is the exact meaning of “sane-washing”.
The Thieoly of Everything (that personally affects him).
Images of smoking Eastern European jalopy intensifies.
It’s at 899⬆️ 113⬇️ (1012 total). So if you change the title, it’s nearly half way there.
“I can’t help you until you tell me the typeface in the nearest street street sign!”
They were using pagers and walkie talkies to evade the cellphone tracking that the Israelis were already doing.
They wouldn’t have taken the cell phones.
I think the whole Republican Party want him out.
The moderates (which are still nuts and not to be trusted, to be clear) don’t think he’s a good candidate.
And I think the MAGA who see how Trump is hurting himself would be happy to have a martyr to worship for all eternity, rather than a blithering vegetable who dies with a full diaper and tweeting phone in his hand.
Still not sure why it was right hand drive though.
Side rear view in comments.
“Testarossa” vent sticker detail in comments.
Never liked the 3 spoke wheels at the time, but kinda fun to see nowadays.
Had the perfect vanity plate too!
I’ll post a couple more pics in comments.
It’s a 1991 VW Multivan so it came with a poptop, and a cabinet in the back (so it has a weird L shaped downstairs bed), but no kitchen, just seating for 8 with two backwards facing jump seats.
It is very much 1980s technology (especially the convoluted ignition and injection system that still managed to act like a carburetor on cold starts). Everyone who approaches it at gas stations and parking lots always asks what year it is, then they look confused when it starts with a 9.
There’s a reason he was picked to be the main head in a jar on Futurama.