“Spiritual advisor”...LOL! Waddlin’ Don is a completely amoral scumbag, he’s about as “spiritual” as a deer tick. I detest the way Dotard Nation pathetically tries to pretend there’s “more” to him, like there’s another “inner” Donnie Dingus that “the public” just doesn’t get to see. There isn’t.

Ivanka’s entire life and every single thing she says and does is 100% about remaining as executor of her fat gassy daddy’s will. She’s a massive con, just like daddy. The idea that she is anything beyond another painfully transparent Trump hoax is ridiculous, she’s a vapid shameless dipshit and always has been.

No one would care a whit if the ample-rumped weirdo died, in fact nearly everyone would be thrilled. His loathsome kids would inherit his money, his wife would finally be rid of him and every American with a functioning brain would be delighted to have that obese cancerous scumbag in the ground.

In Trump-speak any non-Daddy Dingus approved “fact” about the blubber-rumped feeb is an “attack” by “jealous enemies”. Everyone is supposed to play along and pretend his waddling “billionaire” act is real, even when it’s proven beyond a doubt to be horseshit.

“Attended Failing MLB World Series Game, no wonder ratings are at all time Low! Crowd chanting “mooooore!” when I was shown on screen, loud Lock Her UP chants throughout ballpark!”

Sex and drugs, the two things we just absolutely refuse to properly educate people about in this country.

Honestly, this one is just as funny as Kiss doing a pretentious rock opera or Metallica teaming up with an elderly Lou Reed. Kanye West rapping about his love for Jesus...there’s something exactly no one was clamoring for. I’m well aware that there’s an entire Christian pop music subculture out there with Christian…

I mean there has to be something else to this relationship that the public simply isn’t aware of yet. Surely Toothy The Ghoul isn’t doing it for the money, as Waddles never pays anyone and he can’t be doing it simply because he likes or respects him, as no one does. Likewise, Lard Belly has to be aware of how insane…

I have never seen a photo of someone trying so hard to appear intelligent and sophisticated.

The one real upside to Lord Waddlebottom’s reign of flatulence has been watching Ivanka’s pitiful attempts to anoint herself as America’s Very Own Princess fail so completely. No one takes her seriously and no one ever will.

Legal weed is like the so-called abortion “debate”, apparently we just need to keep “debating” it for the next one hundred years even though we all know what needed to be done decades ago. 

You seriously have to wonder if Miley was abused as a child. She’s oversexed to an alarming degree. It goes way beyond having normal sexual appetites, she seems to talk and think about nothing else.

Not really any creepier than adult rappers plowing Kylie Jenner into oblivion when she was only 16 or Caitlyn Jenner dating 25 year olds. The standards either apply to everyone or they apply to no one.

The amazing thing about Billy Joel is how totally hateful and disdainful his lyrics are. He despises The Piano Man, Brender and Eddie, even Uptown Girl. I mean just listen to that song (Uptown Girl), he assumes she’s a stuck-up bitch with a shitty mother before he even knows her. In “Italian Restaurant” he absolutely…

There’s a bizarre idea in this country that “beliefs” are equal to facts and deserve equal consideration because “who knows?”. Thus people pay top dollar for rocks in the “belief” that they give off “healing energy” when they’re actually just rocks. Or they elect a gassy teevee game show host in the “belief” that he’s…

Nice chin there, Rodent-Boy.

Thanks at least in part to the gassy waddling orange feeb, there’s this imbecilic notion that accurately reporting on something is just “The Media” deliberately “spreading negativity”. Fatty blatantly breaks a law or ignores a rule, then he gloats about it, “The Media” reports on it and suddenly Dotard Nation is…

LOL dynasties require more than one title, dingus.

The day after the 2001 WS I was listening to WFAN NY to bask in Yankee tears. Some clown called in all despondent and wanted to ask how he could “explain this to his kids” who were beyond shattered. Even Francesca laughed at him.

Yankee fans are like the fat kid who wants a second slice of birthday cake before everyone else has gotten one.