I can’t star you more than once, but I’ll sure as hell give you that star.

This is exactly what I have been thinking and saying all along. In an ordinary election year, with other ordinary candidates, one goof up on Trump’s scale would mean curtains for the candidate and Trump makes multiple such on a daily basis and thats no hyperbole - that is FACT.

I find this story 0% surprising.

I miss the good old days of this morning, when I’d never heard of her.

No memory card and no removable battery have always been deal breakers for me.

I think it just emphasized how dehumanized they were. They are basically viewed and treated as no better than cattle or mannequins.

You don’t even want to know what they were tweeting at Ha Ha Clinton-Dix

Kids these days.

Except everyone can name a foreign leader trump admires.

Son of a bitch. I was working with these guys on my Draft Kings squad.

You mean Meg Trump.

Everything is feeling the way it did in 2000. And that makes me really scared.

Yes! If we all just drank the invisible sky monster kool-aid, we could finally put this nonsense behind us.
How about if they all drank the critical thinking kool-aid? Where can I get enough of that to hose down all these assholes who have never even gotten a taste of what it feels like to be treated like a sub-human…

Chief Prosecutor at the “Judgement of Urineberg”:

God I loved Myst. I'd love to see a modern version.

Just have personal fouls supersede procedural penalties, not offset them.

Once again Patrick you buried the lead. Panthers are the best undefeated team in the NFL right now.

Well...the ref justified it by saying the ball was out of his hand before he took the hit that was called as roughing the passer. Which I guess I can understand. What I can’t get over is how does a personal foul for roughing the passer offset with something as meaningless as intentional grounding. A personal foul like…

My cat liked me. He liked all people, A LOT. Owning him was essentially like owning a dog who would go outside and crap without needing your help (he was bigger than a small terrier). He liked me so much he’d leave other people’s laps for the possibility of a scratch from me, he would call out to me until he found me,…