A bitch stumbled across the news that the reigning Mistress of Rancidity, Ann Counter, may face criminal charges for voting in the wrong precinct in Florida.
I am beyond confused.
Oh, not by the fact that she’s facing charges. Voting in the wrong precinct is a crime in Florida. In fact, someone with Coulter’s academic resume should know that.
No, this bitch was surprised by the apparent Nixonian texture of this fuck up.
Ann Coulter…the poster child for the modern American Puritanical revolution…the woman who has been prancing around for years starting and ending her arguments with how smart she is…Ms. Judgment herself is about to go down for voting in the wrong precinct.
Lawd, have mercy!
If Coulter can prove that she didn’t vote in the wrong precinct why not produce the proof and get this shit out of her wretched way?
If she can’t prove that she lives in the precinct she voted in…and a bitch is pretty sure that’ll be easier to prove than whether or not she’s human…then a crime has been committed and a crime is a crime is a crime according to Puritanical doctrine. It simply doesn’t matter whether she intended to fuck up or not.
How the hell do you accidentally vote in the wrong precinct anyway? A bitch already has my voter card, which tells my ass to go forth and vote where my happy ass always votes. Did Coulter not register again when she moved?
I understand that Coulter probably doesn’t spend a lot of time in Florida…too busy kicking puppies and making toddlers cry…but that isn’t an excuse for wandering to the wrong precinct rather than correcting an address issue at your correct precinct either.
She is a long serving loyal minion, however.
A bitch’s schadenfreudal joy is on hold for now…