Yeah well ol’ John Roberts will see that horse gets put down right out of the gate. Next?

Oh fuck off.

It’s Kinja. I should know by (<—Kinja is flagged as misspelled) now.

Gawd I want her and the rest of the new women in Congress to just grab the repubs by the apricots and keep twisting and twisting and twisting!

Gillibrand doesn’t have that gigantic goddamn right-wing apparatus to focus the puke funnel about how she’s NOT going to be arrested for trafficking children from the non-existent basement of an actual pizza place and Jesus suffering fuck!!

Somebody probably mentioned it but Nancy Pelosi has done this —

My folks frequent a certain chinese restaurant (why does kinja flag ‘chinese’ as misspelled and then not and then again?) and they all hug each other like it’s a mob joint!

Wilmer can go straight to hell.

I think a lot of that is the result of just all this goddamn anxiety over Valencia Versailles. It was a lot easier to get off the substances when the President of the United States of America and the worst person in the world were not one and the same.

I’m about at the point where it just isn’t that fun anymore. Like, I’m not going to suggest drinking at some function where it wouldn’t be appropriate. But at the same time it’s like “loosen up, we’re all gonna be fucked in the next few decades so let’s have a drink!”

I quit smoking pot as of Jan. 1 last year. I kept it up for six months. When I was ultimately rejected for the position (a blessing in disguise, same money more bullshit) in july I went right back to it.

FFS, I hope he languishes in the comedic void in which most right-wing swine reside.

Did you guys miss the story about Bre Payton?

The Dems packing the court would be a more likely situation than any attempt to impeach or remove justice drunky.

When the Kurds said they’d throw in with Assad that made some people who aren’t goddamn morons say “whoa, hold on here cowboy.”

That is a whole other level of infuriating. Most of them have been raised online with nobody to tell them they’re being jerks.

It’s that thin line between laughing/joking and the sudden realization that they’re being rejected.

Dating ten years ago was kinda fun; dating at the present moment should be a new genre of horror movies.

It’s like teaching a horse how to two-step.

Too lazy to look but somebody must have mentioned that idiot with a guy fawkes mask, right?