Thank you, Patriots!
Martha MacCallum has a nice studio. I'm in it right now. I'm staring at her tits.
Waiting for her to get up out of her chair to show off that stellar ass of hers. Remote?
Now her curiosity is peaked. She hasn't felt desire like this in decades.
The question is: Where exactly in the studio am I? Which one am I? They'll never know.
Aaaaaand… snuck out of the studio unnoticed. Time to get ready to haunt the next.
No, thank you, Martha for looking amazing today.
Cavuto will go to jail for the role he played. He can give daily news reports to his stainless steel toilet/sink when the time comes.
That Fat will get attention soon.
In position. The Five won't even know I'm there.
Cavuto is a little cry-baby. The 5'9" manlet.
I dedicate this one to all the domestic enemies at Faux.
Uh oh. Another Dreadnought on the field.
Was the tracker put on Cavuto's vehicle? I'm not getting any signal.
Hello, The Five. Look above you.
5:5 on tracking signals. Who else other than Cavuto I wonder…
The inside jokes are funny.