Rush Limbaugh spewing hatred in Hell
 

good riddance

https://thehill.com/homenews/media/5...ugh-dead-at-70

it's too bad his cancer wasn't longer and more painful

ur dad was longer and more painful

he told me you enjoyed it

Limbaugh

the type of name you have to pronounce like you're coughing up phlegm

Sounds like a fast-maturing cheese.

More yeasty than cheesy

Honestly this thread title feels wholly inadequate. After all the IN HELL threads for pretty benign folks like Fonzie and Farah Faucet or however the fuck you spell it, Rush Limbaugh should have gotten the following:

RUSH LIMBAUGH TAKING SATAN'S FAT JUICY COCK UP THE ASS FOR THE REST OF ETERNITY AS MAGGOTS AND WORMS DEVOUR HIS EYES, MOUTH, EARS, AND NOSE UNTIL THE HEAT DEATH OF THE UNIVERSE AT WHICH POINT THE UNIVERSE COLLAPSES AND REEXPANDS AND RUSH IS REINCARNATED AS ONE OF THOSE EXTREMOPHILE BACTERIA WHICH RESIDE UPON THERMAL VENTS IN THE MARIANAS TRENCH BEFORE ONCE AGAIN BEING REINCARNATED AS A BACTERIA BUT THIS TIME AS H. PYLORI MAKING ITS ROUNDS THROUGH VARIOUS INTESTINAL SYSTEMS OF AN UPPER-MIDWESTERN NURSING HOME

Or perhaps simply "RIP Rush you will be missed sweet prince"

REST IN PEE PEE POO POO YOU BIG MEANIE

for the hell of it
just for the yell I get
mmm, mmm, mmm, for the smell of it

Words cannot truly express the gratitude I have for this man and the place he's had in my life since I was a kid. I grew up with Rush. He has been a fixture in my life. My dad would listen to him in the early 90's, and by extension, I would listen too. He was the Godfather of Talk Radio. The Architect. The man was uncanny. He had unique insight into current events that could not be matched. And he did it all with humor and that inspirational and infectious optimism that was truly Reaganesque. He was the living embodiment of that optimism and belief in the American Dream. Whenever I felt down and out about America (which was often), Rush always was there waving the flag and pointing the way forward. I cannot express how much that meant to me, and means to me still. He was a beacon of hope, a true legend and American hero. The void that he leaves with his passing is incalculable. Where we go from here, I just don't know. But I know that Rush would have faith, hope, optimism and courage - and so I know that I must strive to have those things too. He will never be forgotten.

I see you've registered at the Shadowland message board

i have le not!

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Yes, ghost cockroaches. We had a problem with cockroaches a couple of months ago and got our place bombed or whatever. Lately Ive been seeing these small black shadows crawling in curtain places but when I look back to see if its there so I could kill it, its gone. This has happened 3 times now. The first time when I was inside of the shower drying off, I was standing there getting ready to open the curtain when I see something small and black run across the shower curtain. So I move my hand away quickly and check all around it. Nothing was there. The second time it happened was sort of embarrassing. I was in class and had my head resting on my hand. I looked down at my elbow and saw something crawling on it. I scream and jump up out of my seat. Yes, everyone was staring at me. But nothing was really there. The third time happened when I was on my bed watching Americas next top model. I saw it go straight across my bed and disappear.
Can bugs even become ghosts? If so why would they haunt me?

The heke?

YOU'RE ALIVE?!

Back from his tour of every Bunnings Warehouse between Mangere and New Plymouth.

Didn't the guy who played your namesake die from ass cancer or something?

Namesake? Henry is still around.