I think they can do Pepe’s “lothario” routine without being so damn rapey; make him a cautionary tale about self-delusion rather than “ha ha he won’t leave her alone.”

I’m confident it’ll bounce back.

Can’t wait to see that slapdick Jon McNaughton’s rendition. Trump will be standing—no, towering—over everyone as they grovel in the dust, trembling in the fearsome light of his halo. In the lower right corner, Mallard Fillmore will be saving the Constitution from a serpent in a yarmulke. 

They can still get the food, they’ve just lost the convenience of delivery to their doorstep (and the option of destroying the life of the delivery person). But I get what you mean; the loss of that convenience will make the biggest assholes among them wail and gnash.

What is feck, anyway? I mean, if someone is feckless, someone else must have feck, right? It stands to reason. Is it polite encouragement to tell someone to “get fecked”? Why do people keep punching me?

“I can’t believe that asshole actually said......honey, are you taking notes?”

Pardon yourself. When you’re a star, they let you do it. You can do anything.

Turns out tacking “for Jesus” onto “being a deplorable” doesn’t make it any more acceptable.

Haven’t used paper in years. Morning post-breakfast routine is literally “shit, shower & shave.” The human body likes routine, and if you’re doing it right you shouldn’t need to crap at any other point during the day unless you’ve eaten something that decided to hate you. And my bum certainly prefers a quick rinse…

“And then the baby looked at me.”

“Gotta respect the flag” (WARNING: PUKE DANGER)

“Hulk not appreciate insinuation!!”

Obligatory.

If it can make a cat faint or barf, I want no part of it.

You know what I very rarely see in these videos? Violent response.

He still attempts to physically dominate (pushing and shoving and that stupid grab-and-yank handshake stunt) every single human being who comes within arm’s reach. And there was a LOT of noise about how “Melanie” was always slapping his pussygrabber away. You don’t do that to a star! You let them do what they want!

The edgier edgelords would be giggling about cannibalism and nose bones.

And now you are in a place where you can gleefully punch down on the woman left behind with ten children to care for.