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The Rosie vs Shapiro Feud Ends the Only Way It Can...
You knew it couldn't last forever. All feuds eventually come to an end. Muhammad Ali wins the rubber match against George Frazier. Brock Lesnar ends the Undertaker's undefeated streak at WrestleMania. So too must the War of Twitter Aggression between Rosie O'Donnell and Ben Shapiro conclude.
The spat ended the only way it could have:
No. Not like that.
Looks like we have a victor in this bout! The winner by way of tap out and still undefeated champion, Benjamin Aaron Shapiro.
Well, the Semitic Stallion has done it again! The Kosher Crusher continues to reign supreme! None shall relieve the wise king of his bejeweled yarmulke crown. Rosie thought she could step to the one they call Ben. She was sadly mistaken. Now, Ben's got another notch on his belt of intellectual beatdowns, and Rosie has nothing but a sinking feeling of embarrassment and bitterness.
That's not all that happened. More importantly, Shapiro's point about Twitter ignoring Rosie's blatant sexually inappropriate remarks was made as well.
Surprise of surprises, Twitter says that @Rosie's tweets were not in fact abusive in any way under their rules. Goo… https://t.co/O5VOjMUe9j— Ben Shapiro (@Ben Shapiro) 1513981540.0
I guess not all victims deserve to be believed after all. At least, not when the victim isn't a rabid feminist with purple hair and a BMI in the triple digits. When you're a compact Jeff Gordon-lookalike who leans right? Those sexually-harassing remarks become "playful hijinks" in the eyes of Twitter. Figures.
This news must be devastating to Ben. I'm sure he's somewhere in California, crying into his Daily Wire tumbler right now. His face pressed against the asbestos-laden vessel, each breath bringing him one step closer to the great beyond. Mesothelioma ain't nothing to f*** with, fam. Much like the Wu Tang Clan.
Cheer up Ben, you can't win them all. Just ask Rosie.
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