Good.

For those about to dance, I salute you.

All of a sudden, I feel ok again. Sort of.

After 50+ hours of drinking, and some deep soul-searching, I think I can say with certainty: this election proves my worst fear of all; we never invent time travel.

alcohol. Lots and lots of alcohol.

It’s so sad because we looked up to you;

you’re still at war. Period.

Show of hands; who’s already drunk?

Sounds like a perfectly cromulent word to me.

but are your votes elite?

One bled over the cuckold’s nest

“ do not be angry with the rain; it simply does not know how to fall upwards”

really? guess that makes sense.

Kam Sa Ham Ni Da!

Beg to differ. The fact that it drives the “shipper and it’s economies” is a real thing.

Because the author is very wrong, in this particular case.

This is wrong

wait. I’m grey on Jezebel?? Since when?

Good for her.