I thought for sure he was going to say golf.

I’m a dyed-in-the-wool urban liberal who’s only handled a gun once, and I literally thought the other day, “what if we need to defend ourselves?”

Serious question: what the fuck is wrong with Michelle Malkin?

homersimpson@gmail.com is going to be very surprised.

My 2-year-old son would watch all of this, raptly.

Let us not forget that he and his brother only got into Harvard after daddy Kushner made a sweet $2.5 million donation.

He is a practicing Orthodox Jew. Ivanka converted before marrying him.

I’d hold out some hope that this will delay the tackification of the White House, but we all know the gilded monstrosity of Trump Tower reflects his taste, not hers. I’m dreading when he starts electroplating every surface in the Oval Office.

My dad died in 2005, and that August I was glad that at least he didn’t have his heart broken by Hurricane Katrina. I’m feeling very much the same about 2017, although I’m pretty sure that the election of Donald Trump would have driven my dad into a fortified bunker full of cigarettes.

This. Jews are convenient objects to many evangelicals, not people.

On that, Mr. President, we are going to have to respectfully fucking disagree.

Totally off-topic, but he has the longest, narrowest face I’ve ever seen outside of a cartoon. Was he squeezed in a vice of evil or something?

HuffPo called Bannon a “white nationalist.” I’m cool with that.

RE: That Tony Bennett story. EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

The machines at the Yale gyms are hacked to charge your phone while you work out.

“I’m so sorry you, a member of the public, saw my public post on social media.”

I love that Trump, of all people, is going to take care of corruption in government. As opposed to adding to it exponentially.

Okay, if you’re “vindictive”, you are by definition not “able to let things go.”

It’s almost like we (present company excluded) elected someone with no idea what he’s doing!

My dad used to tell a story about Joseph McCarthy at a dinner party, at which he was asked how many Communists there were in Congress. According to my dad, McCarthy paused, looked at a bottle of Heinz ketchup, and said “Fifty-two.”