Trump’s entire strategy seems to be built around convincing people that he’s not actually running against Joe Biden, but rather against some kind of doppelgänger who holds entirely different positions—or, alternatively, against a shadowy cabal of radical leftists who are just pulling his feeble-minded strings. Joe…

Oh man, she is gonna carve Pence up like a Christmas Ham in the debates.   I want her to double dog dare the skeevy little asshole to even try to back up his bullshit....just once.   She knows exactly what he is gonna try to shovel and she is gonna nail him to the core on it all.

Okay, so can we get a promise from Jezebel not to tank her and Biden both with the “Kamala is a cop” stuff?! Lots riding on this ticket, folks.

Not to worry: He’ll insist his face be gilded so that it’s “classy.”

Shhhh!

Don’t throw it away! Let the slugs and birds have it. 

Throw up in it before you throw it away.

Now more than ever this old joke is true.

Can we let it rot, and become worm infested first? 

Two words: Pumpkin chunkin.  Way more cathartic, plus the benefits of playing with a trebuchet.

Carve his face in a prison wall. Once he is out, it is as far as he is ever going to get.

Gerges is the cutest cutie I’ve seen all year. CUTE!

“Med school cadaver” is the best description of his appearance I’ve ever seen.

Wait till Ted Cruise finds out Teen Vogue talks about vaginas too.

So this woman looked at Rachel Dolezal and said hold my beer? 

These ninnies don’t show nearly the same dedication to getting Trump re-elected that Herman Cain did.

That was so fucking golden it reminds me that even though I have a hundred open tabs right now, that I should open one more and head over to The Root’s comment section.

“White celebrities like Britney Spears... get to overcome the glare of tabloid scrutiny...their shaky mental health now legitimized... given the benefit of the doubt, their struggles with mental illness assumed from the start.”