I don’t know who the guy holding his nose next to Schmuckabee is, but he clearly knows the only method for willingly associating with him.

One by one.

THANK YOU. I first heard the story on BBC world news, and they mentioned that nearly half a dozen people put their lives at risk to stop that asshole; our supposed bad-ass sentinels of liberty jumped in front of every camera in a thousand-mile radius and took full credit for beating the guy into submission using…

I just wish someone would tell this dunce to go back to 1993 when his opinion on anything what-so-fucking-ever may have carried an iota of merit.

Please inform your father that I wish Apoplectic Bowel Syndrome upon him. It’s similar in a few respects to Irritable Bowel Syndrome, only the bowel is “overcome with anger, extremely indignant.” If his anus began constantly frothing with inhuman rage -like a rabid bear- this would also be acceptable.

So, the score so far:

Aw, I think it’s cute he thinks we live in a democracy. It’s also kinda cute the way he mashes words together like he knows what they mean.

Nothing is guaranteed... except this: if you don’t give enough of a damn to try, nothing will change.

One of my boyfriend’s friends shared the post below. She’s a small minded asshole and I can’t stand her.

Trump first, that is non-negotiable; followed immediately by Cheney and Ailes.

It’s been time, for a long fucking time.

You gotta look at the long run, Rev. I’m not talking about the battles, I’m talking about the war. Time’s on our side, not theirs, because it can’t run backwards no matter how hard they pull.

That’s why they’re going to lose. They injure or kill people they disagree with, in the vain hope of winning an argument. They’ll never get it, and they will lose; it’s just their nature, they are hard-wired for failure.

Not necessarily; I used to work for RadioShack, and quickly discovered that people destroy their cell phones every day.

In recent years, I think the dream I have most frequently is one I seriously hate: I’m roaming around, all over creation, just looking for a place to lay down and get some sleep. Can’t find it anywhere. Then, my alarm goes off, and I wake up completely used up before my day has even begun.

Me too. Even had the classic “trapped in the halls in tighty-whities” dream.

The simple fact that he willingly, knowingly put his dick in this creature completely invalidates any opinion he may have, on absolutely any topic imaginable. Tell him to get back under his rock.

Nope. Sorry, peaches. You lost. And you’re gonna lose, again, and again, and again. Because you’re stupid, and cowardly, bigoted and cruel. There’s no place for you anymore. We will squeeze you out of this world like an infected, ingrown hair. No more speeches; no more marching, no more online petitions. We don’t need…

But still, it must have killlllled him to have to say that in this case!

Isn’t that just the face of a woman whose heart is full to bursting with Christian charity and goodwill?