We’re on Trump time — it’s like dog years, except that you don’t get to have a dog or be a dog. All the downsides, none of the benefits...

Comey’s FBI?

Oh, please don’t joke about that. Surely you remember what happened when we made jokes about Cheeto Voldemort becoming President....

I miss living in DC sometimes, where all of this stuff is commonplace and explicable. Right now, I could throw rotten fruit at Ivanka’s limo!

Oh, God, yes. I mean, how easy would it be to just blur the features and end up with that melty Voldemort face? Pretty darn easy....

Well, you’ve put your finger on it, haven’t you? If it turns out that this was really coordinated with the Russians and the Syrians, it’s just a Wag the Dog moment.

Lizard Person.

You guys’ words to Dog’s ears!

Wait, what?! Was that the price tag for Russia not to retaliate? WTF? WTF?

It’s baffling. Maybe it’s denial, like, if you are in a bad relationship, but you feel like you can’t end it for some reason (someone’s wedding coming up, living together, etc.,) so you make excuses for all of the bullshit and try to normalize it.

I think this is my favorite one of all the stars images. So lovely!

Said it before, will say it again — Wag the Dog!

Well, at least some of Trump’s perverse bromance with Putin has come in handy — we bombed one of Assad’s positions, and the nuclear war hasn’t started yet...

Well, at least now we get to reap a little, tiny advantage from his relationship (bromance) with Putin! Putin can’t continue to manipulate Trump if Vlad retaliates too strongly for this airport missile attack!

I will bring the Coke and ice cubes...

I’m with you there.

One hesitates to consider.

Me, too. This is even more fucked up than the extremely low standard they have already set.

This comic never fails.

He’s generally a pretty reliable source....