I hope she makes every last one of them, including dad, pee sitting down.

Welp, they can’t change their vote now. They peed their hotel mattress, now they get to lie in it.

Marry me!

I do not want to go to there.

I really wish it wasn’t.

Holy shit, the idea that it was giant-sized old-timey slide with a grainy pee tape image is serious comedy.

Speaking of the tiny handed vulgarian club, did we ever see what was in that giant envelope?

I had somehow missed Blerta.

Speaking of drugs, am I high, or am I actually seeing a golden thumb quickly pop and then vanishing whenever I visit this article?

Or the most revolting circle jerk of jerks.

Your username is the highlight of my morning.

Let’s not count our chickens before they’ve been ground whole into a protein paste and distributed to the messes.

Motion passes.

Honestly, I missed the dress pattern, but now I see it. I totally see it and I’d watch it.

This is absolutely crazy-nutso. It’s the most bizarre intersection of reality TV, high-stakes diplomocay, has-been celebrity, high-tech chicanery, shifting drug policy, and jesus what the fuck is even happening with this black man wearing a MAGA hat?

I really like this woman and I look forward to seeing where she lands.

Yissssssss!

I’ve started and stopped my comment to you twice, but I’ve settled on a response. There are gay folks that would agree with at least part of your sentiment. Specifically, (presumed?) straight men playing gay roles. Straight white privilege, etc.

I love the juxtaposition of these women against the image of the all-male R&B performers at the top. To be clear, I’m not making an issue of the artist’s presence. I’m just loving seeing these important women in positions of real power assembled like the heroes they are, no bullshit, no hyberbole, just owning it.…

And now, so do i.