Ahem, I think Trump prefers the P street band.

That is offensive to yawns.

That said, there is a town named rat’s mouth.

Wait, there’s a town in Florida called fat whore? Oooookay.

Your statement is demonstrably false. You are going out your way to demean her through falsehoods, making you both a liar and an asshole [because I give you the benefit of the doubt as to whether or not you are capable of distinguishing right from wrong].

Warren went to the University of Houston and to Rutgers for law school. She worked for Harvard, and the hiring committee said her heritage didn’t come up while she was being considered for employment. She mentioned it afterward.

You’re a liar.

And Carson lied about getting into West Point. It’s a wash.

How about someone who won’t be in their 70s.

What I meant was, I think it’s funny that no one will have him anymore- there’s a bit of schadenfreude that one man who arrogantly thought himself so beyond repercussions has fallen on his face in the mud. That part of the situation makes me laugh.

I would be saying “el oh el” if I weren’t so furious at what his actions meant for the country. Scumbag.

Even at a young age, the shape of her mouth/teeth made me feel weird. And i just knew that they werent acting like”regular” brother and sister until i read that they for real were and i sorta wanted to say something...Same goes for Carly Simon. He lips really did “look like nightcrawlers” to me.

At this point, I wish this too. I genuinely think that Pence would be better, because I don’t think that Pence would get into a nuclear war over a few insults.

Extra stars for appropriate use of ALL CAPS.

I figured it would be a Dom DeLuise treasure bath scenario....

WHY WOULD SENSUALITY EVER BE USED TO DESCRIBE A PRESIDENTIAL INAUGURATION THAT’S NOT A THING EVEN WHEN WE AREN’T SWEARING IN THE GROSSEST MAN ALIVE.

I once knew a guy who, after accidentally flooding the bathroom and a box of tampons, took one of them to the store as a sample and bought the correct replacement. Too bad he moved back to Canada.

About twenty years ago, I was fetching menstrual pads from the drugstore, and the clerk quickly shoved them in a bag. They come in a bag. I didn’t need another. And so I said to her: That’s all right; I don’t need a bag.