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Trumping

Obviously he taught her the language of love, so go ahead and add

IT BEGINS.

Me too. She’s actually a rather sweet girl. She didn’t ask for this.

I’m ashamed to say I watched the video and they are pennies. Alanna was counting her money.

I dislike Mama June, but that is just RUDE.

Because that would have involved effort that doesn’t directly benefit herself.

Planet Walmart in the Georgia Galaxy.

Her 11 year old daughter Alanna, AKA Honey Boo Boo.

She’s a Walmart size 4, natch.

She’s surprisingly pretty.

What even is the photo in that tweet.

It’s like using someone’s fantasies of being able to fly as an excuse to push them out of a plane without a parachute. Unbelievable.

AppleCare is going to pivot so hard.

Don’t forget to mention that the replacement system (or lack thereof) costs those same people more money than the <1% of abusers ever did.

This is such a bunch of bullshit. Under the guise of giving people “choices” they’ve essentially reduced it to no choice at all.

No no no. He means the cost of their healthcare plan amortized over time will be equivalent to the cost of an iPhone you chose not to buy. So like $3 a month. Right?

I mean... I thought we were there with Trump. Like surely no one could elect this vile blob of masticated Juicy Fruit gum. I thought that was rock bottom. Oh lord, was I wrong.

I love it. Like figures glimpsed in a fever dream. Like a Kandinsky grew legs. The weirdness of it masks the insane craftsmanship.

Do you just not know how? Are you scared of doing it wrong? Here, since you don’t have a liberal arts degree, I’ll do it for you: