Bill Cosby

The best one can hope for is for it to be too late when everyone finds out.
 
The best one can hope for is for it to be too late when everyone finds out.

You'd think 77 would be "too late" for everyone to find out, but, apparently, not so much.

What kind of hell must he be in, looking back at three quarters of a century of accomplishment flushed away? People don't live in the past. They live in the now. Fuck what he did before. Only today matters. And today he's hypocritical, rapist mother-fucker.

You know, allegedly and what not.
 
You'd think 77 would be "too late" for everyone to find out, but, apparently, not so much.

What kind of hell must he be in, looking back at three quarters of a century of accomplishment flushed away? People don't live in the past. They live in the now. Fuck what he did before. Only today matters. And today he's hypocritical, rapist mother-fucker.

You know, allegedly and what not.

At age 77, every man deserves a pass on one disgruntled ex-lover who wants to throw something back in your face, but at last count, Bill had a baker's dozen.

A skilled predator always chooses carefully. Bill chose a string of women who approached him willingly and left unwilling to talk about the experience. Of course, that was when they were twenty and thirty somethings. Thirty years makes a big difference in a person's career goals and other anxieties.
 
I'm trying hard to not think about how this affects Bill Cosby and concentrate on these poor women who've had to live 12, 20, 50 years with this in their heads, and no one believing them. If it happened. You know -- "if". So I'm trying to think of the women, but, Jesus, Bill Fucking Cosby -- Chet Kinkaid, Alexander Scott, Fat Albert, Russell, Noah, Jell-O -- I can't help it.

Fucking Cosby.

I blame New Coke.
 
I wonder how my ex feels now, she used to love making chocolate pudding pops in penis molds bro!

Stew
 
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