This doesn’t seem like much of a contest, if I were him I’d choose the opportunity to play for a European powerhouse over a dysfunctional American side 6 days a week and twice on sunday.

I took a much needed break from the news this past weekend, but as I was listening to NPR on Tuesday I heard that he tweeted 80 times over the weekend.

“Then you go sort out the recycling, which is not part of the foreplay but it’s still very important.”

Oh God.

Jesus.

This is good Kinja.

Pedantic correction: Volodymyr Zelensky is the president of Ukraine, not the prime minister.  

I’m shocked, shocked I tell you.  

Don’t be daft, he was killed by the Clintons!

Exactly, and nor does the request have to be granted.  The mere act of requesting a foreign government’s assistance in an election is against the law.

Burneko has jumped the shark.

I’ve spent many years living abroad, trying in vain to explain the sport of “gridiron” to non-North Americans and the single biggest impediment to getting anyone not reared on the game interested in it is the fucking flags.

Beat me to it.  

How does one figuratively get diagnosed with an ulcer?

Especially since his “accomplishments”- appointing judges and cutting corporate taxes- have nothing to do with peace.  

He wasn’t embarrassed, he was pissed.  It hurt him politically at home.  

Bagel with cream cheese would like a word....

Dinosaurs and Jebus is a fantastic band name.

Underrated comment.

That is classic middle-management strategy.