It's time for the Frank Finkle Show, little buddy. C'mon and let's get on the internet.
My name is Frank Finkle, and this is my Conspiracy Theory. I know it's been awhile since our last show...Sorry about that.
Anyway, our new guest is Judge Brett Kavanaugh. Hello, Mr Kavanaugh.
"What's that suppose to mean? I'm not drunk."
Ah, I didn't ask a question yet, Kavanaugh.
"Don't judge me! I like beer. What's wrong with that."
"Look, do you want to see my calendar? I kept a calendar from 1985, because I knew somebody was going to ask me about BEER....and maybe rape allegations.
Rape allegations?
"If you look at the calendar, you will notice I was much too busy to rape those women. I had a very strict school and beer schedule. Look at it over there...See!"
We don't have to ask this guy any questions, Frank?
"Hold on, sugar tits. I ain't taking questions from women unless you answer my question first."
This guy is an asshole.
Get me a BEER! That's my question to you, sugar tits.
It's a good show today. How does it end?
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