2 thoughts on “Ever moved into a place smelling of stale smoke, old man sweat, sour tears? Welcome to Paul Ryan’s new hell”
Of course, it wouldn't be so bad if Ryan weren't a cheapass motherfucker who has decided he is entitled to live in his office on the taxpayer dime. Like, literally live there.
Sleeps on the couch, keeps his clothes in the office. Probably has a clothesline strung across the hall like it's the Lower East Side in 1913. Spins it as proof he is frugal when it is actually proof he is your nightmare brother-in-law. Does not see the irony in sponging off the public, illegally living in public housing, and behaving in a way that would get anyone else fired.
Of course, it wouldn't be so bad if Ryan weren't a cheapass motherfucker who has decided he is entitled to live in his office on the taxpayer dime. Like, literally live there.
Sleeps on the couch, keeps his clothes in the office. Probably has a clothesline strung across the hall like it's the Lower East Side in 1913. Spins it as proof he is frugal when it is actually proof he is your nightmare brother-in-law. Does not see the irony in sponging off the public, illegally living in public housing, and behaving in a way that would get anyone else fired.