The NYTs took him to task this morning:

No, Mr. Nazi Puncher, I expect you to die.

1. I’m a New Yorker, and I can assure you I gave a shit about the eclipse. To wit, what seemed like the entirety of my office building was up on top of the beautiful roof deck we have overlooking the east river to watch it

This is what people mean when they talk about “coded language.”

It’s equivalent of being the interim coach for the Cleveland Browns.

#Deadspinned

I worship Culver’s onion rings, so it sort of works for me.

Cosmo or BuzzFeed

Beauty by Cthulhu: For when you want to REALLY drive him insane.

It’s not climate change. Swamp gas from a weather balloon was trapped in a thermal pocket and reflected the light from Venus, that’s all.

Did you Boehner too?

Sadly, I live in a red area of the storm. (Sad for many reasons). Our area drains into the poorer areas. Flooded all around us, but the GOP voters are fine. Also, they have money for stocking up of food, and water. They have boats and generators that work for the whole house a the flick of a finger.

I’m ashamed to admit I agree.

“UGH I HATE MY WEIRD VIOLET EYES AND FLAME-COLORED HAIR, WHY COULDN’T I JUST BE NORMAL HOT” - every Mary Sue ever

I bet it’s in the same timeline with Obama being inaugurated for the third time.

Trish: “What have you found out?”
Karen: “Nothing yet. I’m actually a terrible journalist. I just pinned these pictures to the wall because that’s what I’ve seen in movies.”
Trish: “How the hell did you win a Pulitzer?”

Reasons to think that Trump may actually be Ganondorf:

Hi Crystal,