If it weren't, you'd have nothing to complain about.

Upvote for "little wiseacre."

You just don't love enough.

"…put my family in your thoughts and prayers and nothing more."

"What does this have to do with pop culture, wah, wah, wah, my knickers are twisted, wah?" in 1…2…3…

Ew. Mooch's Smooch.

Buttery males. Buttery males. Buttery males.

Straight from Russia. You'll love her, Mooch. If you ask nice, she'll pee in Priebus' old bed.

And the draft dodger has hired another pro-deportation military establishment-type as a replacement.

Can't we just let bygones be bygones?

Still say it's bullsh.

Beat me by 5 minutes.
Well played.

I already got you a cake in a hat shap and a card with some monny in it.

It's just a bunch of raised middle fingers?!!?

You know she hates it when you call it that!
Call it "the cooter" just like she taught you, dammit!

Their foot-longs are allowed to penetrate? "Allowed" implies consent.

Pursuit of Happiness is a weird, weird thing.

Grab 'em by their, um, tights?

"Hey, Mooch. You kiss your kids wi' dat mouf? Geddoutta heyere, ya bozo."

There's been so much of it!