Kavanaugh is a rapist - his victims should be believed

Hi Stalin

Fuck off NBC

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dis nigga sucked my daddy's dick

Are you certain you weren't gang-raped?

He never did anything to me personally but I do take issue with all the women he raped. He didn't even have the decency to cut their heads off and turn their skin in to lamps. Limpdick.jpg if you ask me.

you're a fucking retard. read the docket report YOU POSTED under the 12/27 judgment - notice the big "DISMISSAL"

WebTrends Corp was plaintiff, filed a complaint against her, exactly one month later the Court dismissed the case without granting any fees. I'm telling you, as a lawyer, that means the Court ruled in her favor.

You retards are posting this same screen cap all over pol today and saying "judgment against her" when it says RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE that it's a dismissal.

See my image for the actual Westlaw docket report page, instead of whatever bogus municipal bullshit website you faggots found that one on.

in sum: stop sharing that image, the judge threw the case against her out in 30 days, which means it was a REALLY shitty claim.

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SAGE THIS FAGGOT SHIT

Kavanaugh exposed his benis and several young ladies played the flute on it against their will. IMPEACH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bart Kavanaugh raped and killed me in 1990

Did you died?

Victims should be believed.

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I saw Brett Kavanaugh at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.

OP raped me 20 years ago

What a sick fuck. That means he's been getting away with this for decades.

I saw him rob a taco bell once. He then proceeded to rape the workers.

This is a safe space. I believe you.

>CHOO CHOO
>HERE COMES THE RAPE TRAIN!!!!!

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He fucked me pretty hard, he is a power top. I am not a religious person but he had me yelling God alot.

I remember him hurting me but it felt so good. My exact words were "please....don't...stop....."

WITH the tacos?

you're both doing it wrong. just trade insults. no broofs. this ain't civics class

russian fags aren't even trying anymore what has 4skin become?

>Fuck your pretense of Pavlov's Dog using Reverse Psychology by substituting Kavanaugh for the things I believe in, telling me I'm under attack when he is, and attacking him on things he doesn't even believe. I don't believe all the things he believes, and I won't defend Kavanuagh in my own steed. He can defend himself. Fuck your games.

Also, I'm raping your mom.

Brett Kavanaugh pushed me on the playground in 3rd grade. The FBI must investigate!

I saw Judge Kavanaugh at a grocery store in Washington yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.

He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”

I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.

The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.

When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.

Brett Michael Kavanaugh

>gave me high five

> told me to stay in school

> taught me to throw a curveball

> took me fishing when my dad died

>raped my mom when they were in 8th grade

True fucking story.

He’s a wizard and turned me into a newt.

We are all Kavanaugh's victim. He raped us all. He raped Lady Liberty. He raped America.

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Bert Kavanaugh deflowered my dog, and forced my mother to get a partial birth abortion at 8 months pregnancy.

he killed my cat names Matzah and used its skin for a lamp shade. true story. oh, and he also raped me.

On September 11th, 2014 Brett Kavanaugh molested me. He followed me into the boys bathroom and stood next to me as I peed into a trough style urinal. As we both started peeing he asked if I wanted to race. I felt intimidated so I agreed. While I felt like I had a tremendous lead Mr. Kavanaugh reached over the pressed my pens down forcing me to pee on my own feet. He bellowed, "Going to run a train over you, boy"

He then told me I was disqualified because I had missed the urinal with my pee stream. I wasn't completely sure about the rules so I accepted defeat. At this point in my life I had never lost a pee race. I knew what Mr. Kavanaugh had done was wrong but did not want to tell anyone because of the shame I felt from losing to a weak streamed gentleman.

Seeing other accusers gave me strength to bring forth my story of how Kavanaugh is not just a cheater and raper of women, but a molester of men.

God bless.

Brett Kavanaugh here. I love raping girls and I can’t wait to rape them some more once I become Supreme Judge.

Don’t like it? Take it up with the judge!

I ran into Brett Kavanaugh at a restaurant in DC. He was sitting alone and it looked like he'd only just started eating, so I decided to just go up and say hi (if his friends were there I would have just let him be). Anyway, I walk up and say hello and tell him I'm a huge fan... Nothing. No reaction. Doesn't say a word. He just sits there, staring right through me. Staring intensely, but with no emotion whatsoever. I begin to feel awkward, so I say "sorry to disturb you" and start to walk away but before I even get a chance to turn he just gets up suddenly and starts walking toward me, still making full eye contact. At first I thought he was going to try and barge into me or something, but at the last minute (like an inch away from me) he turns and heads toward the trash can. Then he starts dumping everything on his plate into it. One by one. Steak, broccoli, everything. He picks up each bit of food up, holds it high above the can and drops it. Some of it (the steak) didn't even make it into the trash because he wasn't looking at what he was doing. Finally his plate is empty and this is the part that really fucking weirded me out. He looks around to check no one (but me) is looking, then slides the plate under his jacket and walks out. I was just astounded, it was pretty surreal.

Raped? Please your mom dreams of getting dicked by a prep school Chad like Kavanaugh. Your mom wouldn’t even make it onto Judge Kav’s calendar, much less his elite tier cok

I agree, he's a stand-up dude. I had dinner with him 25 years ago and while we were cooking he pointed out to me that I forgot to wash one of the vegetables I was putting in the soup.

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He raped me, too.

I was walking down a dark alleyway by myself at 3:00 AM, and out from behind a trash can walked this handsome billionaire werewolf (Kavanagh btw). His strong, masculine hand pinned me to the wall by my neck, and he said, "What are you doing out here, little one?"
"I-I, I was just trying to go home."
"No, you're not going home tonight," he husked.
Before I could reply, his mouth engulfed mine in a savage kiss. He bit down hard on my soft lips, causing them to bleed profusely.
"Mmm, I love the taste of GIRL-BLOOD!!!" he snarled as he threw me by my throat into the trash cans. A man peaked out of his apartment window to check on the noise, and for a moment I thought he was going to help, but he only gave the billionaire werewolf a thumbs up. My rapist returned the gesture in a demonstration of absolute male supremacy.

I could tell you all the rest, but yes, I WAS raped! And no, this isn't rare and it isn't my fault. This happens to women everywhere and it's time you stop blaming rape victims for being raped just because you enjoy seeing beautiful women like me in pain.

Brad Kanavagh must be stopped.

Judge-man touch grug's man-root
Grug not mind much, except judge-man not call grug after next sunrise

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He violated my sister while I was saunaing and cooking sausages on the stove

That happened 25 years ago

I still miss my sister

Kavanaugh and his classmates shaved my nutsack in 1982 and yelled "Bald balls, bald balls!" until I started crying. I didn't have the courage to speak up until now.

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One time Brett Kavanaugh drugged me at a house party, took my virginity in the fray, nutted, looked me in the eyes and said “nobody’s going to believe you

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OP' s mother raped me with a candle stick in diningroom. Or was that Col Musturd ? No no no now i remember OP's mother invited me over for some ice cream back in the early 80's and after i got there she put qualudes in my ice cream and all i remember is OP's mom coming out of the kitchen with a toilet seat around her neck like a horse collar and god damn feather duster shoved up her ass and a red rubber glove on her head looking like a frigging rooster. Its all coming back now , OP's mom was chasing me around the house dressed like a rooster with a plunger in her twat handle out screaming and clucking she was going to fuck me til i got splinters. WOW i feel sick remembering all this repressed stuff. OP your moms was evil. Next thing i remember is her standing over me crowing with her thumbs in her arm pits flapping her flabby arms and my ass was really sore because she snapped the plunger off half way in and it splintered. Ok i dont feel better. Should have kept that to myself.

I believe you :^)

DEAR SENATOR GRASSLEY
JUDGE K GAVE ME A BONER IN 2011
PLEASE GIVE ME A SENATE HEARING

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Brett Kavanaugh sodomized me when I was only 17 years old when I just graduated high school for dogs

I'm a dog btw but my story is invariably true

I am actually a non-human extra-terrestrial from 20 light years away - You should believe me.

He made me look at myself and realize that he is what a real man looks like. I wish him the best and hope he gets seated. If not, I'm sure he can handle it, because, as I said, he is a real man.

Dude! Roofies! Jungle juice! Rape Trains! This guy,s a BOSS

KAV IS A VICTIM OF CHARACTER ASSASSINATION AND THE RAPE OF HIS FAMILY'S GOOD NAME!!!!

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idc if he fucked on some sorority whores desu

reminder

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Brett Kavanaugh raped and murdered me in 1990.

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Literally who?

#Metoo

of course they’d rule in her favor you dumb leftist, kek. the fact that complaints were filed in the first place is proof enough

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this pasta is always fun. the last pne I read was with ryan gosling which worked well

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DRUMPF IS FINISHED

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>be me
>1982
>at a party with the most banging punch even college kids come by just for a taste
>drank too much
>time to pop the cork
>standing in line for the bathroom
>fuck I have to piss so bad a little came out now it burns
>line is moving slow as fuck
>finally at the front
>enter the bathroom
>what the fuck there's a drunk girl in sunglasses
>"choo choo you gonna fuck me or what"
>uhhhhhhhh
>piss all over her

Kavanaugh slid his fingers in my tiny little asshole, he spit on them first for lube but then he anally savaged me. I liked it desu. But then i noticed he didn't took his shoes off, so i called RAPE.

I would advise you to get reading.

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this is a great cover wow

>be me
>last week
>see Kavanaugh at supermarket
>he was drunk
>grabbed my benis
>smirked as he said ALL ABOARD THE RAPE TRAIN

WE MUST STOP THIS MADMAN!!!!

Kavanaugh used to tackle me at give rape, only to set me in his lap and spin me around in circles on his ding dong. This was at the Kroger in 1999

"Who is Brett Kavanaugh?”

The light was ebbing, and Baron Trump could not distinguish the bum’s face. The bum had said it simply, without expression. But from the sunset far at the end of the street, yellow glints caught his eyes, and the eyes looked straight at Baron's eyes autistically, mocking and still—as if the question had been addressed to the causeless uneasiness within him.

“Why did you say that?” asked Baron Trump, his voice tense.

The bum leaned against the side of the doorway; a wedge of broken glass behind him reflected the metal yellow of the sky.

“Why does it bother you?” he asked.

“It doesn’t,” snapped young Baron.

He reached hastily into his pocket. The bum had stopped him and asked for a dime, then had gone on talking, as if to kill that moment and postpone the problem of the next. Pleas for dimes were so frequent in the streets these days that it was not necessary to listen to explanations and he had no desire to hear the details of this bum’s particular despair.

“Go get your cup of coffee,” he said, handing the dime to the shadow that had no face.

“Thank you, sir,” said the voice, without interest, and the face leaned forward for the moment. The face was wind-browned, cut by lines of weariness and cynical resignation; the eyes were intelligent, like a young top supreme court justice candidate.

Baron Trump walked in, wondering why he always felt it at this time of day, this sense of dread without reason. No, he thought, not dread, there’s nothing to fear; just an immense, diffused apprehension, with no source or object. He had become accustomed to the feeling, but he could find no explanation for it; yet the bum had spoken as if he was Brett Kavanaugh...

> be me
> be 3 years old in 1988
> see Kavanaugh at playground
> throws sand in my eyes
> smirked as he said DEVIL'S TRIANGLE BITCH

WE MUST STOP THIS MADMAN!!!!

Why would reading them benefit me in any way at all?

I believe you.

>I was only 9 years old
>I loved Brett so much, I had all the merchandise and movies
>I pray to Brett every night before bed, thanking him for the life I've been given
>"Brett is love" I say; "Brett is life"
>My dad hears me and calls me a faggot
>I know he was just jealous of my devotion for Brett
>I called him a cunt
>He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep
>I'm crying now, and my face hurts
>I lay in bed and it's really cold
>Suddenly, a warmth is moving towards me
>It's Brett
>I am so happy
>He whispers into my ear "This is my court."
>He grabs me with his powerful hands and puts me down onto my hands and knees
>I'm ready
>I spread my ass-cheeks for Brett
>He penetrates my butt-hole
>It hurts so much but I do it for Brett
>I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water
>I push against his force
>I want to please Brett
>He roars in a mighty roar as he fills my butt with his love
>My dad walks in
>Brett looks him straight in the eyes and says "It's all SCOTUS now."
>Brett leaves through my window
>Brett is love. Brett is life.

SPEAK The TRUTH - SEEK The Truth - But, you may find yourself in the TWILIGHT ZONE. --- "This is ridiculous and from the Twilight Zone." -Judge Kavanaugh (Sept. 2018)
(click link for song on Twilight Zone) youtube.com/watch?

Ok here goes.
Its 1982 and im just a freshman but because of my skin tight Calvin Kleins jeans i get noticed by talent scouts and recieve first class tickets to a musicsl theatre thing. The day of i put on my tight jeans tank top and a driver picks me up drives me to some studio. Next thing i know its lights cameras action and music is playing its KC and The Sunshine band and a large Black man with a raspy voice comes out and screams "SOULLLLLLL TRAIN" thats when things got weird the black man (Don Cornelius) jives over grabs me by the arm and tells me he has a different train for me to take, being young and confused i agree , THAT'S when this guy Brett. Grabs me from behind in a bear hug. Cornelius pulls down my tight jeans and another guy named Judge smears mayonaise in my ass crack and they scream "Soulll Train" while analy raping me. Pretty sure John Travolta took a go at my ass too.
They are bad men and to this day i cant drive or fly near train tracks.

I believe you.

I had a dream that BK gassed my entire family in the Holocaust. It was real to me.

Thank god someone believes me. I can probably sleep without rocking head banging and crying tonight for first time in years.

Be strong my fit friend of freedom.

They should have used mustard instead of mayo.for the extra burn and awesomeness

Y am I cryin in the club rn

I hear Kavanaughty and the GOP are going to gang rape the whole democratic party come this weekend.

Always believe victims

i'M a JEWish woman and he honked my big schnozz and slapped my khazar milkers

I believe you.

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People in the future are going to read about this in very dry, staid history books and wonder how could a nation fall so low that a nominee for one of the most important positions in our country became a literal Spartacus for false rape allegations.

After a certain point, it might just be faster to do pic related to all so-called victims who have no real evidence to back up their claims.

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Brett Kavanaugh, or “Brett Beans” as he was known in high school, was a known sexual harasser in high school. He earned his nickname for his propensity to pull out his penis and balls, and push his penis between his balls so they were grotesquely popping out of his pants zipper before repeatedly slapping the barbecue sauce dispenser in the school lunchroom until it overflowed off the table and onto the floor. He would then dip his protruding balls and dick into the BBQ sauce on the table and face the cafeteria, shouting “WHO WANTS SOME BAKED BEANS???” (despite barbecue sauce having nothing to do with baked beans) before rubbing the sauce off on the back of one unlucky victim’s head.

In my senior year, “Beans” shoved me against a locker while bullying me several times that year (I was a sophomore) and would stare at my neck and breathe heavily onto it, like he was contemplating raping me right there. I could still smell the barbecue sauce on him.

These women deserve to be believed. This man cannot be nominated to the Supreme Court.

i wuz in kindeegarden with kabinoff and he gangraped everyone in class at the same time during naptime by himself

believ victumz

Brian Stelter raped me. Here is proof.

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