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SheWhoWouldBeVulcan
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I totally shed a tear.

If there would be a time for Hillary to have an anger translator, tonight would probably be the time.

I would volunteer to be her anger translator for the next four years. HeWhoWouldBeVulcan can live without me for a bit.

I just need to be able to take my Goldendoodle with me.

The shade in that stare lowers the temperature in the surrounding area by at least 20 degrees.

Ughhhh.... I need Pepto....

She’s channeling some Vulcan control.

Are you me? I ask because I could have written that word-for-word. Should she win (and I say “should,” because we know how fucked up this country is), I’ll weep with unbridled joy.

2016 has been the year of the double facepalm.

I actually looked this up and then spent five minutes trying it. (I made the last one. I’m cool like that.)

Barefoot?

Six years old... goddammit.

Some days, it takes a lot to find hope in this world.

That little robe still kills me with the adorable. I think he had on little slippers, too.

My uterus flipped at the sight.

Aww, he’s already got his little royal wave down.

I just think it interesting (in a bad way) that a military tasked with defending this country and the Constitution (8th amendment) would resort to this sort of punishment.

So “cruel and unusual” doesn’t apply to the military?

Said it before I could. Military prisons (well, prisons, in general) are effed up in soooo many ways.

Someone should start selling these. So many Republicans would buy them.

Trump is a crooked bastard. And, in other news, water is wet.

It fills me with joy to see Stephen Lang get the lusty kudos he deserves. Damn. Damn! Damn, again!