I was Mrs. White for Halloween a few years ago! I wore a LBD with pearls, a black fascinator with birdcage veiling, and carried a rope.

Oh my god, I would so be Mrs. White. That might have to be my Halloween costume this year.

With something so elaborate, you’d think they would absolutely specify dress code.

The best of the Goldie-Chevy movies was Foul Play. Fun, reverent Hitchcock spoof (with a very irreverent plot, if you get my drift).

Shitweasels.

Sorry. That’s not at ALL what the Bible says. It explicitly says that if you let Jesus into your heart, you will open your wallet to him in the form of your friendly snake-oil salesman pastor. After appropriately funding your pastor’s helicopter and five mansions, then Jesus will reward you by making you rich. But…

Looks too swarthy.

I’m pretty sure that Jesus said as he was curing lepers and stuff “If you believed in me, this wouldn’t have happened to you.” And then mentioned something about bootstraps.

“Ew, lepers.”

No, look. Shut up. The human heart can only hold so much love. It’s basic science stuff. And if you really love and care about your family and Jesus like Republicans do, then you don’t have enough room left to love anyone else. Cause Jesus takes up a fucking shit load of space in the human heart. That’s another…

A meteor would be too good for them.

You mean Jesus DIDN’T say “Fuck the sick, hoard ur money”?????????!!

Look at that Jesus-y bitch wearing her cross as if she is not acting in direct contravention of Jesus’s teachings.

Fuck fucking all of them, and don’t get me started about the sick irony of that tiny cross on her necklace.

The faces of evil, all of them. Fuck every last one of these pieces of shit.

That’s fine that you’re not personally offended by that stuff. I’m not personally offended by all the fake Irish crap on St. Patrick’s Day. But that doesn’t mean it’s not worthwhile to learn the day’s history, use it as intended and educate yourself a little, or take an extra moment to think about how you celebrate :)

This. It’s the “doesn’t feel like” that undermines the compliment. Trump may FEEL like he doesn’t have to prove anything, but the insinuation is that we feel like he does. This is the English Upper Class backhand at its finest.

Except that he couldn’t be more wrong.

Money can’t buy you class.

“Perhaps your president doesn’t feel like he needs to prove anything anymore because he’s done it all,” Sebag-Montefiore muses.