Removed by request of the new Chief of Staff.

Day-um!
$20 is $20!

True?
I win my office poll!

Slap a Disney logo on it?

When I was seven, I could see wires sticking out of the ripped trunk of the baby elephant.

It also made money, and I am constantly reminded by the younger generation that money is the only thing that matters.

Thursday, last. 2 PM.

Court's adjourned.
I'll be in my office. Whiskey, neat. No interruptions.

He was good in everything he was in. His demeanor brought automatic gravitas.

Dammit.
It's gonna be one of those days, today?

She was magnifique.

Saw DUNKIRK a second time. It hadn't much rewatchability for me.

NOT MY PRESIDENT!

A comet landed in my front yard, and I made blueberry pancakes. Impact?

Off the internet with you! Back to your extremist cult!

Taint the taint.
'Taint right.

He's busy today.

Do they, though? Really? Or are they just angry, small-minded people who get off on the craziness for "lulz" or for some half-brained idea of "sticking it to government."

Is it the periwinkle crayon? I hope it's not the periwinkle crayon. That's my second-favorite color of crayon.

Oh, Plato. You stupid, stupid motherfucker.