Bullshit. You’re lying. Obama did neither of the first two things.

Always someone else’s fault. Always these scary, scary socialists that lurk under every bed in all decent Americans’ homes but never actually show up.

Oh, fuck off with your “this is the left’s fault” bullshit; it’s tiresome.

He’s from Maine. How about Cujo?

You forgot the most important piece of Phillip Habib’s resume!

Fuck your false equivalence, and fuck your democratic piety, and fuck everything about your take.

You’re fucking stupid and believe lies told to you by stupid people.

Right. There you go.

Oh, fuck off with that bullshit.

Dubya was a cheerleader. Nixon played football.

What about Riff Raff?

You win.

This is a lovely way to explain IQ. Thank you.

Oh, no argument: it’s an objectively terrible film. There’s one half-decent joke, when they go to the downmarket casino and it’s all games like “Guess How Many Fingers I’m Holding Behind My Back.”

For some reason, the line “We enjoy your play, Mr. Papagiorgio,” has become an inside joke in my family.

Gosh, you sounded so smart until you tried to use “penultimate.”

Rome was great! Kevin McKidd and Ray Stevenson as the Legionnaires from the mighty 13th, way-too-fat Caesar, the scheming Livia...

So it’s actually the boycotters that were bigots because the owner had a religious belief (that he’s entitled to) that the boycotters didn’t agree with.

Your problem is spelled “hamilton nolan.”

Oh, that one’s the worst. Do yourself a favor and go check out his Twitter pic. Looks EXACTLY the way you’d expect him to.