Omigod it is killlllling me. It’s soooooo boring. I also wish Dorit realized that constantly berating Erica because her husband couldn’t stop staring at her crotch makes her husband look like a total lecherous creep

What about Eileens incessant dissecting of what was said at a dinner she was not at? LET IT GO. Both of them - just let it go.

Remember middle school? Remember when someone did a thing once that was mildly unflattering but not really a big deal? Like, tripped or had toilet paper stuck to their shoe? And then some douche made a big deal about it, just wouldn’t stop busting the person’s chops over it?

I realized how demented that sentence reads after I typed it.

Dorit and the stupid pantygate story obsessing over Erika’s vagina may finally force me to quit this fucking show.

please be true please be true please be true please be true please be true

You know, I have been calling this man “Rinsed Penis,” but the recent revelations about his new boss have me rethinking that nickname.

Yes. There is a food delivery guy that regularly parks in the blue spots in my mixed-use building. After he parked in the blue loading zone between the two parking spots I started questioning if maybe he has earned the status.

You still get Jeff Sessions as the fucking attorney general. Ha ha, we’re all going to die.

Or complete sentences that aren’t repeated 4 consecutive times, employing three descriptives: Amazing, Tremendous, and Big League.

Supposedly, Trump is writing his own speech, too!

Nope. Nobody should watch this ever, even to hate-watch. Trump needs to have the lowest ratings for any Presidential inauguration in the history of television.

The President is undoubtedly the most famous person in the country, and he will reveive the most attention of any person in the country. But it’s a weird, unsatisfying kind of game, at least for a fame whore like Trump. It’s not the sensationalist, tabloid “Oh my God look at Trump on his private jet with gorgeous…

“Supposedly, Trump is writing his own speech, too!”

I feel exactly the same. “This is not Miami Beach!” Right you are, radio dudes, it’s the fiery pits of hell.

I can’t even...

Yes. It’s amazing—I honestly keep thinking perhaps this is an altered timeline, that some evil scientist came back from the year 2100 and made this happen. It just feels like the universe is fundamentally broken in some way.

WHY WOULD SENSUALITY EVER BE USED TO DESCRIBE A PRESIDENTIAL INAUGURATION THAT’S NOT A THING EVEN WHEN WE AREN’T SWEARING IN THE GROSSEST MAN ALIVE.

I swear every morning since the election I’ve woken up and had the horrible realization that Trump is going to be president over and over. It’s like the movie Groundhog Day without the comedy.