I trust these anti-LGBTQ politicians to advocate sincerely for LGBTQ children, about as much as I trust the lazy corrupt racist orange santorum-covered enemy of the people to tell the truth about anything. That is to say, I do not trust them.

Jim Jordan is obviously, um, wrestling with his second banana position.

I would entertain an argument that she is *too good* for the $20 bill to be worthy of bearing her visage.

“Or does it mean something in else in Privilegelandia speak?”

*That* was the source of all the santorum that the Republicans have been spreading in the impeachment inquiry hearings.

In the context of the lazy corrupt racist orange santorum-covered enemy of the people who currently occupies the Oval Office, and his white supremacist minions who spread their santorum-coated hate all across America and the world, and the neo-Confederates in Congress, running for Congress, and voting for more of them…

She can come sit by me. Or, even better, I’ll give up my seat to get the bigot away from her, and I’ll sit with her. We can chat for the duration of the trip. We can watch a movie together. We can exchange a pleasantry or two then mind our own businesses in peace. Whatever works best.

Eat your vegetables. :-)

I don’t know, but if I were paid each time I went to the bathroom, I would be flush with cash....

I was grayed in Jalopnik a week or two ago. I don’t know why, but it was on a day when all the former Gawker websites were much flakier than usual. They weren’t opening, or they were crashing if they did open.

“As a single mother, who’s also an international fashion supermodel, I doubt she rarely has time to herself.”

I seriously considered buying a Prius two cars ago, and briefly considered it the most recent time around.

Since the problem started about a month ago, I assumed that it was, um, an herbal problem....

I did not watch the debate, so I don’t know the context of his comments.

Nunes’ use of that word is, um, mushrooming....

He asked for flashy and sporty, not classy or elegant. No snark, just his words.

P.S. My snark is aimed at the Frothy One, not you. 

Thanks for letting me know. Kinja! 

I am, but turning it off didn’t help.

Love it!