Maxine Waters is Determined to Be A Pain In The A$$, D&S open up a Can of Whoop A$$ on her.
Published on Apr 20, 2017
Diamond and Silk have just about had enough of Maxine Waters. When you come for Donald Trump, Diamond and Silk are going to come for you. The ladies set Maxine Waters straight and shows no mercy.
Caution: Proceed at your own risk and don't be drinking coffee while watching.
Just so people realize, this is where CW2 began. No, no one died, but there was plenty of fighting and plenty of injuries. For the past year, I have seen close to 75% of the "protests" LIVE on YouTube, going all the way back to last Spring and the BLM protests months before Trump was elected and, while some of those protests had their moments of fighting, it was nothing like what happened at Berkeley last weekend. There was a change over this past weekend, you could palpably feel it. The Trump supporters here were peacefully assembled to hear some speakers scheduled to give speeches on the Berkeley campus, they did come prepared for a fight most of their outfits are quite comical.... everything from Captain America to a Spartan, they came with mild armor and were prepared to stand their ground when ANTIFA came rolling in launching glass bottles and M-80s.... some report that at least 25 M-80s were thrown at Trump supporters, one landed near an old lady who fell while trying to run away. No one died it is true, but make no mistake about it, this is warfare, the beginning of CW2.
Published on Apr 17, 2017
The Red Elephants filmed the entire event at Berkeley. Trump supporters tried to have a peaceful rally, however free speech hating communist (ANTIFA and BAMN) showed up and and tried to disrupt it. ANTIFA commies were chased out of Berkeley real quick.
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