According to my Wisconsinite parents, who have thrown quite a few holiday Tom & Jerry parties, the invitation is supposed to be in the form of a poem. 

I mean, if you’re watching the fucking Billboard Music Awards, you kind of deserve what you get.

I’d fuck that ear. 

“Fuck you, and I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I usually just paste (Ctrl+V) it into a MS Paint file and save it as a JPEG or something. 

Do not, under any circumstances, wear something like this to court. 

Because, like Joker, it was pretty good, and they could really only get away with putting one pretty good movie on here to make a point.

(1) Not a boomer. Not even close. Just someone who knows how a multi-course meal is supposed to be served.

I’m not one of them, but remove what from what book?

He likes her more than he likes you. Can’t imagine why. 

Believe it or not, Catholics don’t consider the things you listed to be tenets of their faith.

You never know. Maybe he’ll get so angry about it he’ll drop dead of a massive heart attack. I can dream. 

She wouldn’t say this if she didn’t have the votes, so... yeah, he’s definitely going to be impeached. Good. 

Sorry. I missed the “part of.”

The difference is that Trump, for all his flaws, technically has a sex organ, weird-looking though it may be. Not sure Vader does, given the extent of his injuries.

Remember, part of every dollar you give to the Catholic Church goes to shuffling child molesters from one place to another

I’m not sure how Ford v. Ferrari qualifies as “crazy shit,” but that’s really not the issue.

If he was, you’d think they’d at least have the toys out in time for Christmas. Also, it’s not his fault. Come on. Just look at those eyes.

After his transformation? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOObody.

I hear it’s the best in the city.