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goddessoftransitoryrisesasaphoenix

It’s like all those politicians who suddenly feel bad about a lifetime of virulent homophobic pandering/policy making when their kid (or more likely grandkid) comes out. Oh, NOW you suddenly get that maybe this kind of evil and rage might have a negative outcome?

Here’s hoping Google hasn’t when that twit is applying for jobs.

Racism, like every other evil, starts out as fun. A tinge of fear that you know isn’t really real, like going to a haunted house, only you’ve cast your neighbors as the ghouls and can control how bad their night gets.

Let me rock you, it’s all I wanna do!

Girl, how you did not Ladies Room Ditch him on minute seven...

Yeesh.

Awwwww! How sweet! You knew he was a keeper.

Well, yay, if it leads to his incarceration eventually, along with the rest of the shithead gang.

Yeah, it was called “melencholia” and men who were tired of their wives loved it. Great chance to shovel her into an asylum and hook up with a younger woman.

Karino’s stuff is fantastic. She pulls not one punch and her characters have no time for bullshit from anybody, from spouses to serial killers.

Thank you!

I was actually leaning  toward Delaney purely for the club sandwich.

Jay Inslee is a lovely person and if you think he won you may have our current Pag special, the Crostata, which is caramelized Walla Wallas with gorgonzola, mozzarella and fontina on an olive oil base. 

You are married to a poorly designed alien cyborg.

Girl, no. Bagels. Save the burger buns for making sloppy joes.

It’s like that vaping ex-Senator whose wife is about to spill the beans in court about him. He used campaign funds to bang lobbyists, when DUH, the lobbyists are supposed to pay for access to you!

Yep. Money doesn’t always equal automatic prestige points.

When you’ve got that kind of folding lettuce it basically never occurs to you that there’s any part of your life or image you DON’T overspend on. It’s as normal for them as running to the store for cat food and toilet paper is for the poors.

Him screaming “well this is JUST FUCKING PERFECT! I wanna BITE somebody in the FACE!” cracks me up.