Wake me when this is over. Luckily the Olympics are over Friday. Zzzzzz.

They’re actually saying “hay,” as in “hay is for horses,” and you can infer whatever you like from that.

My policy is “Touch me again with that hand and I’ll cut it off. Hug me one more time and I’ll gut you.” But that’s just me.

Moderate social drinking, or two drinks as this article suggests, is always good advice. If you can stop drinking at two drinks, or even four or six, great, but some people cannot stop. It’s not that they just want another drink, they want another drink, and another, because their body and brain chemistry is demanding…

And I can’t wait to hear the stink that’s raised when the U.S. pays them the $1.3 billion in interest that wasn’t the Iranian’s money to begin with!

Fight fire with fire.

My first thought was “Mmmm, Blutwurst.”

Isn’t it the Toilet Paper Party, popular among teens with their late-night hijinks?

Chris Christie had no balls to surrender in the first place. They were sucked far up into his obese belly and quickly digested. He thought it was a snack.

So these two RNC/Trump shills weren't in Benghazi as Marines but as security contractors? Really? Some job they did with the security gig.

Merriam-Webster and other dictionaries prefer “cocksucking,” one word.

Where’s the cheese and the mustard in Taylor Swift’s, er, sandwich?

Blonde with tits insinuates her way into the Trump Death Star. Why is this news?

Yes, yes, how nice. I can no longer watch Tom Hiddleston’s films now. Thanks, whomever.

I’m sorry, but who cares? I worked there just after it launched, and it was a lot of fun. I’m reminded by the new versions of the line from the dreaded Woody Allen’s Stardust Memories ...

No doubt the writing style for the definition would be purple prose.

Fearmonger this, motherfucking Wayne LaPierre.

A Sanders delegate in Nevada who was inside at this meeting also commented that the hotel had set up three bars outside the main room. That might also have had some effect on this “fracas.”

I’m afraid the cow is out of the barn.

And it seems like yesterday that West Point would get all a-flutter about Public Displays of Affection ...