Oh it’s a lie. A big one. I dare you to tell Elena Kagan that!

Right. Your life is also not impacted by fat strangers, so stop acting like it is!

And so, on Day 1,000 of his presidency, that is where things stand between Mr. Trump and Ms. Pelosi, who have a fraught history of derailing meetings shortly after pledging to work together, including one in January, when the president abruptly stood up, said “bye bye,” and stormed out. A meeting in May basically…

Because a man will never be miserable in his job and a woman will never be truly happy?

Fat people aren’t supposed to exist. And if we do, we’re supposed to dress in sweatpants and 5XL tee shirts and flog ourselves publically so people know we’re paying penitence for being fat. We’re not allowed to feel good about ourselves. That’s what the expectations are.

Everyday I dream of Rudy in an orange jumpsuit.

For a guy whose supporters/surrogates/staff love to point out that he marched with MLK, this is a major lapse in judgment and shows a real lack of care. However, I’m not surprised given his other hires.

Especially considering her father is more responsible for this disaster than any other single person (GW close second but we know who was really in charge.)

There is no excuse for not vetting their hires. Particularly given the doofus in the White House and the importance of drawing contrasts.

I'm growing so weary of edgelords.

Withholding her personal identification documents, “I told you the terms in which I can help you,” expansive gun collection (NBD), “I know how to defend myself. You drew first blood” in response to a simple request for separation.

I mean, he straight admits to holding her documents prisoner right there. This man is trash. 

Crashing in like the Kool Aid man and shit.

I swear some people will click on any article that has a headline about abuse allegations just so they can immediately scroll down and accuse a woman of making it all up. 

SAME.

You mean like a witness?

He looks more and more like Frank Sinatra every day

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I have a freakishly good long term memory when it comes to my early childhood. For instance, I can vividly remember the bedtime routine that my mother - who died when I was young - took me through each night. She would carry me on her hip, and we would go all throughout the house so that I could say goodnight to…

Sometimes we get help from the other side don’t we? In 2016 i had a series of events that proved to me and a few family members that confirmed to me that the spiritual realm, exists quietly (mostly)with ours, only to rattle every now and then. My Dad passed away in May of that year and due to scheduling and such, his…