Sujet : Re: OT: Tucker Carlson buys groceries in Moscow
De : OFeem1987 (at) *nospam* teleworm.us (Chris Ahlstrom)
Groupes : comp.os.linux.advocacyDate : 02. May 2024, 16:45:02
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Andrzej Matuch wrote this copyrighted missive and expects royalties:
On 2024-05-02 8:05 a.m., Chris Ahlstrom wrote:
Andrzej Matuch wrote this copyrighted missive and expects royalties:
On 2024-05-01 4:13 p.m., chrisv wrote:
Andrzej Matuch wrote:
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<https://rumble.com/v4e8ovl-tucker-carlson-shorts-the-moscow-grocery-store.html>
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While the civilized, "good" Western world largely has to decide whether
to pay their rent or eat every month,
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Unless they are here illegally, of course.
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Yep. If you shouldn't be here and your favourite pastimes are mugging
and rape, you'll eat like a king and sleep in expensive hotels.
Silly-ass comment.
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How about you read some news for a change, rather than accept whatever
fabricated narrative your handlers forced you to swallow?
Huh? You're the one who made the silly-ass comment.
And you just followed it up with another :-D
Keep going!
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