I had this happen to me once, one mid-Winter, back in the early ‘90s. I was on a flight from Boston to Orlando, which had a brief layover in Washington D.C.. Everyone but me disembarked the plane, which I thought was somewhat funny. I was allowed to remain on the plane during the layover. My seat was a window seat,…

Am I the only one who thought that looked like Paul Ryan riding that Velociraptor?

Ladies and gentleman, I give you the ‘Saab Safari’!!!

Absolutely!!! It would’ve been extraordinarily more awkward than it had already been, had that happened in person. And good on ya for having dumped the climate change denier too! I’d have definitely done the same thing.

Good on ya! And gin used to be my poison of choice for a while too. Before that ‘twas whisky. Funny enough, a super religious fictional TV show character, ‘Penny Dreadful’s Vanessa Ives, ultimately turned me on to brandy.

Here’s to booze temporarily negating mankind’s ignorance! Cheers!

“Welcome to why my liver is hard enough to drive railway spikes.”

Good on Australia! Sorely wish we could outright ban Mr. Yippy Gayasshole from the planet altogether!

As a resident of Orlando, I can confirm that there’s no magic here at all, other than the so named basketball team.

Fine. Then, assuming the orange idiot isn’t impeached and thrown out of office first, whomever his opponent ends up being should get a free hour or two of national Cable and TV coverage, so that they might state their case directly to the American people, like a REAL adult politician.

Preach on Mr. Butt Plug Santa! Your screen-name is absurdly vulgar. Yet, ya speak truth brotha!

And this is why I’ve almost always rejected death sentences, over life-long solitary incarceration. Though, ya can’t muck about with the occasional societal point a death sentence might make.

Edgy as your point might be for some, I can’t say you’re wrong.

Sure, but you and I both know it godsdamn well ought be literal!

Oh, I’m well aware that they currently represent the single largest age demographic. Without a doubt, late teens and 20 somethings would absolutely dominate this country’s political reality and could positively affect political and social change, for decades to come.

If only they would all get off their collective…

Yeah, ‘cause millennials are such reliable voters, with high turn out rates!

And that’s precisely what ‘Matty boy’ and his ilk deserve. They ought all get a healthy helping of their own medicine and be doxxed and investigated into oblivion. These Republicunt fucktards wanna fuck with the bull, then they should all get proverbial horns shoved up their deluded bullying asses.

Mark my words, it’s no coincidence that the timing of this bullshit faux national emergency announcement is likely to coincide with the very likely imminent conclusion of the Mueller inquiry.

This unscrupulously dangerous motherfucker is intentionally distracting his lunatic base from the soon to be revealed fact that…

Indeed. They’ve been around since the mid to late 1970s, thus they deserve a cultural history nod, for sure!

My personal favorite gauche billboards were located approaching the Georgia/Florida border, either from the North or South, promoting a roadside strip club called ‘Cafe Risque’. They simply stated “Cafe Risque: We bare all!!!”. And upon seeing each every one of ‘em, I would read out those signs in my most stentorian…

The blue stars, if I could, I would give you ALL of them! Duran were always ahead of the musical curve and are still making great music.