Trigger Warning or something like that maybe? That damned picture up top is literally terrifying.

IRL Beavis and Butthead

No, let’s talk about it. He makes my lady bits wither and dry up. Simultaneously, I also want to shit and vomit looking at him.

Just curious, where?

This does not seem to particularly matter to Eric Trump, who seems to be busy living in a creepy video game loosely modeled after the 1987 film Wall Streetwhere slicked back hair is a professional look, down-time involves shooting cheetahs

Who’s living on $35,000 a year in Cambridge?

They employ students to swipe other students in, sure. They don’t employ students to don hairnets and braise 200 chicken thighs.

The problem you have is that this is Harvard. The people that go there are not used to serving anyone at all. The people that go there — legacy, scholarship,and everything in between — are going to be the people that run the country. That program may work for a state school; that’s not going to fly at Harvard.

I don’t consider asking for a living wage outrageous.

$35,000 a year seems like a lot to ask to you? You have a weird definition of “a lot.”

A case of cans is still the most efficient way to ship and distribute beer. (A case of bottles has a lot of wasted volume and a keg takes time to pour) So the semi-conspiracy answer is “it nets them the most beer money”.

I’m a short person, and flats do nothing for my stumpy physique, yet I wear flats every day because my doctor scared me from heels at an early age.

But at least you’d be a comfortable lesbian.

Seriously, that comment makes no sense being uttered by a Canadian watching an MLB game in Canada. Do they yell that at NHL games too? The most diverse (in terms of nationality) professional sport in North America?

I would wear Danskos. Alt-right folks would likely brand me a lesbian.

Can somebody tell me how it’s possible that they still sell cans at these games, especially after Game 5 last year? How does MLB allow this to happen?

What would happen if a woman wore... flats?!?! Would the world implode?

Butters, Butters, Butters... you don’t even — you’re glib. You don’t even know what crazy is. If you start talking about fitness for Presidency, you have to evaluate and read the research papers on how they came up with these theories, Butters, okay? Then you go and you say where’s the mental fitness test? Where’s the…

Now I’m just throwing it out there. Maybe, just maybe, Trump might not be fit to be President.