This was the horror ending we didn’t want, 4 weeks after Halloween died.

@TJeff: Then, reader, I slipt the notion of my manhood ‘tween her supple thighs. ‘Twas the 50th lass I’d plundered in a 4tnight. #Mountacello

Eh, it sounds like Taft (Senior) might have been really into it.

Well thank god that’s in your past.

goddamnit.

What taste even is there when one is contract-fucking Steve Mnuchin?

Does Louise Linton poop with the peons? Or does Louise Linton have colonics?

I think part of her contract with him demands he give her a platform to become the next mega-elite-famous-for-what-exactly-? star. She really thinks she has something.

A Botox-enhanced glower, it seems.

That’s definitely her “Oh Steve, why do you think I care about this paltry sum?” face. Louise Linton is EXACTLY the type of immigrant (or maybe just plastic import?) we NEED to keep out of this country.

Good Lord. Thanks for the explanation (I think). I’d heard of that coffee table book and never remembered the woman associated with it.

I’m not sure I want to know the answer to this question, but I’ll ask it anyway. Who is Diana Jenkins?

Don’t leave us hanging!!!

Maybe a little bit of Karl Rove too.

That said, I’m getting the shameful hots for him as a young Dick Cheney. I’m so confused right now! But I want to be that stack of papers...

“You look like you’ve been assaulted. I’m going to sue myself for assault.” Oh wait, that actually works.

Also, according to Merriam Webster, one definition of “sacred” is “devoted to only one type of use.” I think this might be how he means it. You know, baby incubating.

I mean, my reaction to what he said is just “OK, Pepaw.” Of course, when my own pepaw spewed this shit, the most he risked was pissing off any of the 2 people who happened to passively overhear his nonsense.  

So then...which one of them is responsible for those goddamn towel charms?

Into that great, endless crevasse spilled the seed of humanity! Men came and came and came, promising a future of perennial mortality! It was our punishment, as humans, to never learn from our own sins, destined to repeat them intergalactically as we spread across the Milky Way, under the watchful eye of Our Daddy.