So Trump fired Christy Noem and Pam Bondi. Meanwhile, Pete Hex-Seth and Cash Patel magically still have

jobs. What could possibly be different about them, you guys? It's a real head scratcher,

almost like there's something dangling between their legs that doubles his job security.

At this point, please, someone just get me a Venn diagram,

a vibrator, and a Xanax. Because I need to make sure that I am not having a fucking stroke.

This is just insane. Pete Hegsa. The man who leaked classified military strike details about Yemen on

this app signal. Signal. to the wrong group chat.

That's like when your mom accidentally texts the family thread about your dad's erectile

dysfunction prescription being ready for pickup, you know, except in this case, people can die.

The Pentagon confirmed that he put American troops at risk. His staff may have even been

told to delete the evidence. And Trump's response to all of this was basically,

Boyth will be a both. He's still the Secretary of Defense. The bar for men in this administration

isn't on the floor.

It's buried so deep in hell that Satan's using it as a stripper pole and Pete Heggseth is still spinning on it.

Cash Patel.

Let's talk about Dear Cash.

The FBI director.

He botched the Charlie Kirk assassination response.

He botched that shit so badly that they arrested

the wrong person. The wrong person. And then if you're looking at the news right now, it's come out

that the ballistics likely don't match. You know? Then this absolute diaper fire of a man went

on television and blamed his own agents for not waking him up in the middle of the

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