Ugh.
Ugh.
Same to you, man.
I keep telling you, I'm not going to Hoboken.
George.
And it was the Madonna version!
Not when the show is on Fox News, no.
It's been a rough year. This makes me sad. It's like they're kicking us when we're down.
See you on the other side.
Unless we're mocked over the whole Kinja thing.
He's no Space Ghost, that's for sure.
What, not even one more Reasonable Discussions? Shit.
What, not even one more Reasonable Discussions? Shit.
Thanks. He seems better today.
Sick with a cold; my son has the stomach flu. So we did very little. I also plowed through The Defenders. It was OK. At least it didn't fall off a cliff like some of those other shows.
Pretty partial here in LA but I've got glasses and a great view from my backyard.
Strauss waltzes? Free jazz? Bulgarian women's choirs?
Dodgers won again. I'm happy.
I imagine Trump listening wistfully to Sugar Ray.
He must really think a lot of himself to think that Trump can't replace him with someone just as odious and slimy.
At least Bluto only made it to Senator.