Brett Kavanaugh’s “mushroom toadie” is officially evidence now. The New Yorker’s Ronan Farrow and Jane Mayer
told everybody about how Brett Kavanaugh allegedly showed his dingle ling to Deborah Ramirez when the two were freshman attending the prestigious Yale University.
Here’s how Ramirez told it to Farrow and Mayer, “We were sitting in a circle. People would pick who drank…I remember a penis being in front of my face. I knew that’s not what I wanted, even in that state of mind.”
Ramirez says she didn’t know if what she was seeing was what she was really seeing and that it wasn’t until she saw Kavanaugh pulling up his drawers, laughing, running out of the room, and hearing other folks talking about how Kavanaugh had just flashed his dingle ling in her face that she realized it was a real dingle ling.
This is how she told it to Farrow and Mayer, “That was not a real penis?...Brett was laughing. I can still see his face, and he’s coming forward, like when you pull up your pants. Somebody yelled down the hall, ‘Brett Kavanaugh just put his penis in Debbie’s face.’”
Kavanaugh took a page out of his fellow Yale alum and colleague Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas’ playback by telling folks that he “vehemently and unequivocally” denies having any recollection of the incident this woman says happened the one night he was “drunk” in his life.
As y’all know, Thomas also “vehemently and unequivocally” denied he ever used sexual harassment as a way to get some pussy.
During the 1991 Senate Judiciary Committee hearings, Thomas told folks that Anita Hill was a lie when she accused him of trying to shame her into giving him her pussy by talking about “pubic hairs on coca cola bottles,” his boxes of porno collection that would put the Dark Web to shame, and his dick’s nickname “Long Dong Silver.”
And yes folks, this is all about these nasty men folks trying to get pussy. If they can’t get the pussy voluntarily, then they try shaming the woman, like Thomas is accusing of doing to Hill, into giving them some pussy and or they just try stealing the pussy; which is what Kavanaugh is accused of doing to Christine Blasley Ford.
But let Kavanaugh tell it, he’s not like his Yale alum Thomas. Kavanaugh has never been accused of telling a woman that there’re “pubic hairs on his coco cola bottle.”
Kavanaugh has never watched a porno. Kavanaugh has never called his “mushroom toadie” “Long Dong Silver.”
All Kavanaugh has been accused of doing is trying to steal pussy while drunk and showing his “mushroom toadie” during a drinking party. That’s all he’s been accused of doing.
Brett Kavanaugh has not been accused of doing the things that Clarence Thomas has been accused of doing. Kavanaugh is a good, good, good Catholic choir boy.
Unlike Thomas, Kavanaugh didn’t convert to Catholicism. Kavanaugh was born and raised as a good Catholic who fears God.
Kavanaugh is a Catholic through and through. He was reared not to do things that are odd. And drinking, while attending an institution of higher learning such as Yale University, is odd. That’s not straight laced, starch clothes wearing,
Choir Boy Brett Kavanaugh. No sir, no way, no how! He’s a good boy! Yes he is, too!
The only thing Brett Kavanaugh has ever done wrong in his life is to not say please before asking mother for some chocolate cake.
And oh boy, did he learn his lesson with that one! The stern look mother gave him for not saying please before asking for that chocolate cake would’ve made the devil sit up straight.
So y’all know if mother’s look can leave Choir Boy Brett shook, what would the thought of spending five to ten years in prison for trying to drunk steal some pussy do to ol’ Choir Boy Brett there?!
Choir Boy Brett doesn’t want those type of problems in his life. That’s why Choir Boy Brett didn’t go to parties. He didn’t drink. All Choir Boy Brett did was think.
Fast forward some 36-years later and all of these women folks are coming out of the wood works talking about how Choir Boy Brett is a shepherd for the devil who has no intentions, whatsoever, of doing God’s work.
They say Choir Boy Brett was hanging out at parties, getting drunk, yanking girls into rooms, trying to drunk steal pussy.
Then they said that Choir Boy Brett went up there to that Ivy League university there where he did nothing but party, get sloppy drunk, and show his lil’ dingle ling to everybody. That’s what a lot of folks say, now.
Unfortunately for ol’ Choir Boy Brett there, a lot of folks have the evidence to prove that what they say is as true as the sky is blue.
And if Deborah Ramirez can describe Choir Boy Brett’s dingle ling from the head to the shaft, then she would have proven that Choir Boy Brett is a heathen not worth believing.
Welp, sucks for him!