Where I’m from we call it punchin’ leather.

That’s no way to speak about our next Secretary of State.

First they came for the footballs, and I did not speak out — because I didn’t care about the footballs.

YOU LEAVE ANN PERKINS ALONE!

Interrupting your ad viewing with automobile-focused articles, again? 

He is a Nazi that continues to get airtime on national broadcast TV to try and legitimize his views. Jack and Elwood knew what to do with scum like this back in 1980.

He has the power to attract fists to his face.

Please make this stop:

He’s fun to laugh at.

Weren’t the SS and Hitler Youth decked out in Hugo Boss?

Hugo Boss designed their uniforms! I mean, holy shit, you’d think we’d be past the point where being a well-dressed white guy means you’re automatically assumed to be a good person, but here we are...

When will Nazis speak out against Nazi on Nazi back stabbing? No? Sure?

ALWAYS punch a fucking nazi! Do not stop until they stop twitching.

What a waste of skin.

Now you know why their office had the red door. Remember the safe word to make it stop is “Yes” when they ask how you feel about getting the Truecoat.

Why did he ask me to put cash on the dresser?

Hear Hear.

Fuck that bitter herb.

Yep, it explains the “Thin Blue Line” flag being in the same room.

Splinter refugee camp? This brings me joy.

Also, in the event the G/O management succeeds in banishing politics from all the blogs, we’ve created a refugee camp here: