Peterson also advised us to think about improvised weapons, like fire extinguishers, potted plants, or our sarcasm. 

If there’s one thing more tedious than the man-child trope, it’s faux-regret for it.

If white and black aren’t working out for her, orange is currently in vogue in certain none-too-bright circles.

Like existing laws will slow him down.....ugh....

... The sound of tiny orange fingers snapping for clemency paperwork ...

This is splendid. I am taken right back to a school trip to a rainy windy Hadrian’s Wall. And this poem..

Melania will totally do the same. Just as soon as these ordinary folks are steam cleaned, and gilded.

Hey, whatever floats your boat.

He smells like heat and friction, from spinning in his grave so fast.

If there is ever a place to not be intimidated, it’s down here in the greys

Fur sure, it’s a bad pun

That’s a serious feliney she just committed.

they were told that anything shared on the religious retreat “would be strictly confidential,”

Certainly on the ex-royal yacht, Britannia, they had separate tiny beds.

Is that you, Prince Edward?

Who’s that dapper gent? Wait ...didn’t he pop up (and in and out) in a tape? I’m sure he did ...it was...oh, right....

It used to happen on Gawker a load (the instances of people piling on once they reckoned a side had been taken and group attack was safe). For what it’s worth, well done for coming back time and again to explain yerself. Despite the flak(ka).

I feel his red scabby nose will become something of a talking point.

I fear that he would maybe set daily pushup targets, but that aside, he would be a nice change.