FLOTUS is a six-foot woman carved by God. If she “goes high” on you, your fool head is coming off.

(I posted the pic from your link because everyone deserves to see it!)

I am not a dude, but I do have to wear suits on the regular. My size and shape can be best described as “chunky and top-heavy.” I have a relatively straight torso with a high waist and narrow hips. I have learned to buy suit separates exclusively, because my jackets need to be at least 1 size larger than the bottoms.…

Its helps that Barack is 6'1" and slim. But Jesus. Bigger guys can look baller in suits, too.

God. Damn. That man. No pudding shoulders there.

How beautiful was that line? “He’s not Barack Obama, is he?”

What is that statue thing? Looks like one of the deadly angels from Dr. Who.

Even this guy knew how to dress. Or at least listened to people that knew how to dress him. There should be no excuse for someone spending as much as Trump does on a campaign to look that frumpy.

I think you might be surprised at how much a tailor costs (as in, less than you think.) You can always do one bit at a time: get your jacket tailored, save up, then get the suit tailored, and so on.

He’s hawt, right?

Obama is so handsome. Not just by comparison, but goddammit. It’s like putting a glass of French wine next to a half empty PBR that’s mostly backwash.

This is one of those Picture Worth a Thousand Word moments:

Oh my god, he looks like a flasher lurking outside a woman’s bathroom.

My girlfriend and I were talking about this during the debate. Just like his homes, his suits look so, so, so cheaply made. He likely spends a ton of money on each suit, only to look like he’s wearing a suit that belongs to someone else.

Oh look! It’s Vincent Adultman, heading off to a long day at the business factory!

I would have schlepped up to NH to see Eddie Izzard if I had known. BTW, I am going to take the day off and head up there to volunteer for Maggie Hassan on Election Day. Do you happen to know where they are coordinating out-of state volunteers?

That was just insane and amazing. Thirty marathons in about a month, and the guy had basically been a fit non-exerciser before that. Then, he taught himself French by doing a long and geographically diverse comedy tour in France. He learned his own act in French as he went along

All that death—Why not choose cake instead?

His diary must look odd... Death death death death death, Lunch...

On an side note, I find this bit of Izzard’s hilarious as he then went on to run like a million marathons in a row to raise money for a charity. Literally a marathon a day for more than a month. And even HE wouldn’t have been able to pull off the evil Donald is implying Hillary would.