They want those headlines. Damn the truth.

I drive by a house with Ben Carson yard signs and it makes me laugh every time. Poor, deluded dumbasses!

Also, any of the various grunts and noises Hercules Mulligan makes. Brraahhh chicka brrah!

The rhyme of “tyranny” with “is here and he” in Cabinet Battle #2 makes me delirious.

Pete Wentz already named his son Saint. Saint Wentz. Saint West. Ridiculous!

Great names for pets! A shepherd, of course, for King, but I’m picturing Bishop as a little pug.

I had a pregnancy scare that got me into the clinic (two false positives on home tests? Weird) but my state-mandated counseling session was a robocall. I didn’t listen.

Ugh. Pink and blue.

Gawd, no!

Well, that explains why they canceled classes: white people were targeted!

It’s hard to smile and smolder at the same time. He’s smoldering.

Gad, isn’t he just horrible?!

Maybe he didn’t want to share his personal pain with the cameras so he fell back on what he is willing to talk about to a crowd. Geez!

(After freshman year of college)

I wouldn’t be surprised if we haven’t gotten past, or have fallen back into, Ryan White territory because Republicans have been trying really hard to drag us back into the past.

It reminded me how ass-y some people got about Freedom Fries and stuff, some of the same people on Facebook.

“Take me to Paris, I have medical skills?”

No! There’s a Versailles, Indiana! No need to go to Kentucky for your international experiences.

The rainbow flag was a celebration and if you wanted to join in with that, hurrah! The tricolore felt more like co-opting mourning. And then you see people with damn goofy FB pics with the colors overlaid? Eesh! I didn’t do it.

New Wigs! Heh!