The answers were also unrelated to pneumonia, or two fuckin' hours of inauguration speechin' in the rain. What is a boy to do?

We'll fix that.

I imagine there's a lot of people in congress who drive an old beat-up truck at home, but everyone living in DC knows they don't actually drive at all, their people chaperone them around in a black Suburban with tinted windows.

You're right, but that probably infuriates you more than I.

Hey, just wanted to point out that this is literally a huge thread arguing with a guy who equivocates calling Trump "Drumpf" with being straight-up racist, so you might want to do something better with your life.

Don't I know you from that Buzzfeed article, "The Twenty-Two Commenters You Meet On The Internet"?

I went from VA to MD, and while at first I was real mad that grocery stores didn't have beer, I was delighted when I found that their plentiful private liquor stores frequently have much better selection than ABC and are significantly cheaper.

Well, it's shit-faced-thirty in St. John's.

Duh. Just build a new cow.

Put a Cork in it, Trump!

And rapey. So, so rapey.

I need to figure out if it's good! The new song didn't do much more me (and neither did the last record). The stakes are high, like cheebah-infused beef product!

It's assumed.

I listen to Klingon opera EXCLUSIVELY during lovemaking.

I listen to Klingon opera EXCLUSIVELY during lovemaking.

Funny story, I was about to get down and my partner in gettin' down decided classical music would go well with the act.

I mean, it just feels better with No Protection.

There was a time at a Hundred Waters show where this woman I didn't know kept putting her hand down my pants, which was really awkward because we were both there with other people. I guess that's kind of similar.

When I'm in the mood, I go to Youtube, put that Webdriver Torso shit on autoplay, and let it ride.

Or as I like to call it: Movie Sex: The Album