She still thinks the Trump Administration has a “long game” to play - to which I say, “Ha!”

I’m wondering if this upstanding gentleman kept his hammer past a secret from his wife? Wouldn’t that be an unpleasant discovery about your husband, Subway Jared level horror.

There is no cure for psychopathy.

Why do these types NEVER seem to kill themselves first instead of taking it out on the rest of us?

KfC, however, is unimpeachable.

Florida is an at-will state. They don’t need to wait for him to resign, they can fire him. Fucking idiots.

Seriously. Maybe they could call their friends in the Republican Party and ask why they keep tanking the fair pay act? Or why ensuring insurance covers something as basic as birth control led to the Ultimate Republican Crybaby Bitchfest? Or why their party claims to support working families, but shrivel up like…

I’ve often found that the people who “don’t want to talk about politics” or “hate divisiveness” or “don’t understand all the hate these days” are people who aren’t at any risk of being affected by any divisive policies or bigotry.

They’ve grown up to become amazing young women. I may have been a fierce critic of the Bushes, but Dubya and Laura Bush did something right in raising their daughters.

I dunno, probably #2 because Ivanka is trash and Betty and Veronica were always fighting over a dude?

Eh, I don’t have a problem with them. Honestly, who didn’t drink underage in college and who cares, as long they didn’t harm anyone. Also, their letter to the Obama girls was classy, http://time.com/4632036/bush-sisters-obama-sisters/

So the atom bomb is just the nipple on the titty of thermonuclear destruction?

Ridiculously OT, but Oprah looks good!

Oprah looks so fresh in that photo!

Apologizing in a socialite magazine...#NotToneDeafAtAll

The interviewer notes that Linton had to be persuaded to pose in “beautiful dresses,”

This woman has a set of Balls & Galas on her to expect us to accept this bullshit Mea Culpa.

Especially since the conversational ad libbing up to that moment is barely a notch above, “Things! Stuff! Haughty cocktail laughter!”

I regularly grapple with the evil, white hot joy I take in how thin and lifeless her hair is. I fucking love how shitty her hair is. She’s going fucking bald. I love it. I hate myself for loving it, but I cannot help it.