FFA – XXXVIII: What Does Charlottesville’s Future Hold?

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The comfort of the familiar, and the safety of freedom. Do your worst (or your usual).
No embedded anythings. Have at it, folks!
Time for a new FFA, eh? Jello-wrestling here, our faves are already be-thonged. The Rant Line is crass and probably collusional with scales tipped by the butcher’s finger behind the lamb-shank, but continues to be read by those of us who would walk away from anyone drivelling and spouting that shite from a soapbox in a public place. Regulars here taking heat a-plenty of late, and exuding adequate themselves; catfights and beeyotch-slaps abound. Welcome to a new FFA slipping to the bottom rungs of the ladder we greased ourselves.
It’s like your standard FFA, but if you lick it, it tastes of liberty and fireworks. And beer. Okay, mostly of beer.
Stay classy today, cVillains. And a hearty huzzah to all.