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I look forward to the inevitable Weekend at Bernie antics that occur when the Toddler drops dead during a particularly angry tweet burst on the toilet and the administration tries to hide it. I bet they could prop him up on a golf cart and behind the oval office desk for weeks without anyone noticing the lack of

Most likely!

Rolling my eyes was exactly what I was doing. And then I bit my tongue to keep from saying something a little more angry.

I accidentally drove past one this afternoon (didn’t know it was there) and seriously considered stopping to try it. It didn’t look too crazy. But I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.

I own my house so I probably wouldn’t but I’d be encouraging the police to do something about it if it was a real problem.

I really need to make progress in befriending a billionaire or two so that I can get a chance to taste stuff like this.

Actually, the GPS system was pretty heavily restricted until 2000 when Clinton signed a law allowing its use by the public.

I expect to see them at Goodwill.

My genetics have been screwing me over my whole life. Not liking vegetables (and I really wanted to, man, I was heavily influenced by cartoons in my childhood), incredibly slow metabolism, extreme heartburn, predilection for both heart disease and cancer....Thanks a lot, mom and dad.

I’m just grateful there isn’t a Popeye’s anywhere near me.

I really do not understand the fervor people have for a chicken sandwich. It’s freaking insane.

Yeah, I find the milk hate pretty disturbing myself. Even if you don’t like milk by itself (and actually, I don’t) it’s an essential ingredient in so many wonderful things! If nothing else, Breakfast tea and cereal, to say nothing of mashed potatoes, mac and cheese, ice cream, cheese...it goes on and on. 

I have no doubt that Aunt Becky will be writing a big juicy memoir when all is said and done. Something along the lines of, “My Trials and my Triumphs.” And someone will pay her a truly obscene amount of money for it.

Now I’m waiting for the tweet: “The President has an absolute right to intimidate anyone he wishes.”

The problem is, one of those people who took out the billionaires would get ahold of all their money and become the exact same kind of asshole as we just got rid of. And this being the 21st century, it’d probably be a lot more than just one that did it.

Yep, Cinnamon Life is just fine right out of the box.

Ew. Just...no.

No, what’s happening now is Stupid Evil. It’s like fallen paladin in cartoon D&D.

He keeps feeding on the hearts of small children for the life energy.

Is it just me or is Keanu Reeves suddenly living the best life ever?