“The reason why I’ve chosen to walk from the Democratic Party as I know it, or the Republican Party, as I don’t know it, is something doesn’t feel right,”

“If you think about it, I’m the victim here! Now begone from my sight, I have money to count.”

It’s just another genre. One may be receiving some form of remuneration to complain edgily about them but no one’s being forced to see them.

Like Dabba Szechwan or Rood Nudie or Maud Deeb.

MAN, I really enjoyed not hearing anything about theMeg for a whole month.

Well, other protest options are mostly violent and illegal, so, yeah? For now?

I used to live near Blitchton, Florida. It consisted of one (1) historic “general store” complete with an old-timey gas pump with the glass fuel-flask on the top. Nothing else. On either side of the general store, there were city limit signs.

But then when the entire country goes to hell in a handbasket, very bad stuff will suddenly become its primary export. Everyone treated Germany like shit after the first World War, and we know how that turned out.

Yeah, the airline I work for doesn’t allow them. But hey, if you’re willing to pay, someone else is always ready to take the chance!

What IS “Pence,” really?

My advice is wise

(cue dipsticks baying like hounds about “agendas.”)

See, if Trump himself publicly demonstrates that he’s a walking talking chunk of feces, that’s “pwning the libs.” But if anyone else talks about it, that’s bad, because it steals God Emperor Dummy Boy’s spotlight from him.

And as third in line, it’s not like she didn’t have access to a sneak preview. You have to wonder what the hell goes through the minds of the later Gingrich or Limbaugh wives, but Melanoma’s probably thinking “Oh, the thinks I am doink for motherland!”

which means she has to endure his rutting

We must not play with Nazis. There is only one thing we can, we must, do with them.

I miss the Handjob TP logo already. Why not stick with that? After all, he “won” with it.

and XXL Grilled Stuft Burrito

Oh, hey, there’s Ol’ B’loon Head. Ain’t seen him in an age. Still faceplantin’, I see.

He fought Bat-Mite!