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that sounds too intentional to be “negligent”. “negligent” is when you plaxico yourself.

how about anything requires retesting every 2 years.

I’ll have worse things to worry about than self-identification.

sorry. “behold, here is a suitcase full of money. now, lemme put on the appropriate hairpiece because I would like to speak to your manager.”

from our friends at Wikipedia:

the fuck, how did Ivanka suddenly get to become culturally Jewish?

the dog belongs to the dog. if the dog wants to be pet, I will pet the dog.

country club types that want to preserve the ambiance.

> the Air Force probably is not going to rent one to you.

it’s fine. I drive one. it goes vroom vroom. 228 on the clock and counting.

I just go around them.

> Rock’s not going anywhere, ya know?

dude, you totally screwed that up. your name is Mark. clearly you need a horse husband.

so if Joe Nuxhall shows up, Pete Rose can’t lay a bet?

wait, you mean to say that beers are $10 at youth hockey games too, not just pro sports???

that elegantly show the nearly non-overlapping Venn diagram between “those who can get elected” and “those who can do the job”, doesn’t it.

I am okay with my president being boring and uncharismatic, as long as they can get the fucking job done.

hey I’ll vote for you.

oh hell, Edith was there for Woodrow!

> her face will also look a little “refreshed”