No doubt the onslaught of unsolicited (?) “Hey Khloé” white dick picks has already started.

This was as entertaining as heck. And I’m glad John Lovitz is back to troll us all with his self-deprecating humor. My middle aged media-sheltered self still has no idea who Jessica Lowndes is but Jon Lovitz sure got her noticed.

“Judgy Sarah” or “I’m just going to go ahead and judge you.”

Now this is a paradigm shift I can really get behind. I loathe unnecessary consumerism and all the debt we feel obligated to take on just to impress others. There is already enough stuff on this planet and the landfills attest to that with fast-fashion’s mixed fabrics, season after season, that break down fast but…

My dear, you need to get some new friends. Bitches are sooo 2015. I don’t doubt that they’ve been holding you back for some time now, without you realizing it. Now on to greater things with better people.

I’m black and I too have had the peeling red sun-burned strips of scalp between braids. I have to wear a cap on top of my head at all times in the sun. I refuse to rub sun cream in between the braids. Am I the only foolish one?

What is the name of the board book that image comes from? I’d love to reference it in a class I’m teaching. Never mind, found it.

I am black. The simple truth is that Dolly wrote the song, recorded the song AND won awards for it. It was #1 twice, 1st with Parton and then with Houston. So yeah, Dolly does deserve some recognition for writing a hell of a song and me being black isn’t going to keep me from giving her that.

I prefer to think of it more as Beyoncé covering Dolly Parton, who wrote it in 1973 and recorded it first.

Nope, I’m not trying to feed my baby anywhere near a toilet. It is such an indignity to the mom and the tot. We all deserve better and this just sends a clear signal that motherhood will get you marginalized and remanded to the toilet. That’s your academy award.

Maybe I’m just a cranky, middle-aged, single black mom but maybe my money is worth something to the film industry? Maybe somebody wants me to care about who was great in what movie and buy some tickets or something. Or nah. Tell you what, I’ll just keep my money for businesses who act like they want it.

I was thinking more along the lines of conservative radio talk show hosts. Progressive talk shows just don’t get those kinds of numbers.

And this is how a network can make sure progressives stop watching TV news coverage for good. Let all these shows battle for the remaining conservative viewers too old to use the internet for news. It’s like fighting over radio listeners. Let them go.

I don’t understand how this is okay: how Drumpf’s rallies are allowed to be “whites only”. Since when did this become okay in an American presidential race?

Not the previous guest, I hope. Or a guest of the previous guest, more likely.

I love this disco dancing. I am doing the disco right now. Look at me, I am doing the disco! Oh my, oh my the disco, look at me! I am doing the disco so good right now. 1, 2, 3, touch... wait why did you slap me? She said “touch”! It is disco, no? Why do you keep hitting me?

Well he correctly stated that he could stand on 5th Ave & shoot them too. And then they’d come back as zombies to vote for him... or something to that effect.

You all do realize that this is just everyone pushing the red button to see what happens, right? A nation easily amused.

Smacks of: “I’m back from vacation and look how tan I am! Let me put my hand next to yours... we’re exactly the same color sort-of kind-of almost! I could be African-American with this vacation tan!” And now add to that: “I could play you in your own biopic! I look more like you than you do!”

Who’s breasts are those? I know breasts, I just don’t know who’s they are. I see an overexposed woman’s face above them and her body surrounding them. They seem to be hers. Can’t say I know her. Do they (she or the breasts) sing or something?