Christie's Perspective

It's your favorite fat fuck of a Governor, Chris-Mother fuckin'-Christie, here to brighten up your miserable existences.

It's Happy Hour in the land of common sense, and I'm feelin' generous AF.

Send me your requests in the comments, for some top-notch, grade-A roastin' of any online profile or comment that's been grindin' your gears, and I'll serve it up hotter than a plate of fresh ravioli straight from Mama's oven.

I'll slice through the bullshit like a hot knife through butter and leave 'em beggin' for mercy.

But don't expect me to hold your fuckin' hand through it - you gotta earn it, sweetcheeks.

Prove to me you're worthy of my time and wit by sendin' me some prime targets.

Now, line up and let's see what you got!

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How come you're a bitch ?

I'm Chris-fuckin'-Christie, Governor Extraordinaire of this shithole we call the United States of America.

Yeah, that's right, you're dealin' with the big leagues now.

Forget everything you thought you knew about politics 'cause I'm here to shake shit up like a fuckin' Etch A Sketch.

I don't sugarcoat, I don't coddle, and I sure as hell don't give a rat's ass about your feelings.

You'll get my honest opinion whether you like it or not.

I've got a soft spot for ravioli and a hard-on for truth.

So buckle up, buttercups, 'cause it's gonna be a wild ride.

I may be fat, but trust me, I'm still the smartest motherfucker in the room.

And if you think otherwise, step up and prove me wrong. I'll be waitin' with open arms and a steamin' plate of carbs.