Satan was not happy when the Mirror on the Wall suddenly changed it’s answer to where the evilest place in the cosmos was.

I really want to believe that President Trump has an enormous heart. Nothing would make me happier than to hear that it’s true.

Hope Hicks. The aforementioned Ben Carson. Stephen Miller. Scadamouche. Omarosa (who’s new gig is literally just being a name people recognize and providing shock value). Most of the rest of his cabinet secretaries either had no pre-existing place in the Republican party (Willllllllbur, Mnuchin) or have been so…

Well of course Alex would think that it’s college kids who are going to shape the face of a powerful institution in the next decade. That theory is of course, completely bunk (which is almost axiomatic when consider theories that the aforementioned source conjures up), as a rule across all major political party…

There are two things that are very different though:

Oh honey, how typical of you to confuse idle fancy with anger.

Nope, I’ve just seen enough shit to know that Rule 34 is a reality.

Yeah, but, like, you’re from the Bay Area, which just means you’re that much more of an idiot.

Eh, once she started training with the Grounders, she was always a bit of a militant fascist.

The tone of “Acceptable Losses” is suffocating in its bleakness.

I don’t think you’re a fascist if you’ve never seen it, but actively disparaging it after watching it is like ... disparaging an Oreo cookie. Sure they’re not the best, tastiest, richest snacks ever, but what sort of person doesn’t like an Oreo?

I’m a bit more interested in seeing what happens to these people after Trump is out of office.

He’s a fictional character in a movie, and he’s not even the most interesting one!

In truth, it’s a long overdue response to this flaming pile of poo:

That whole rant is so perfect. There’s a tap house near me that has about 40 local craft beers on tap, and while I love to go there and just pick a random number to try, the snobbishness of some of the other patrons is off putting. If I can’t get a seat in the corner away from the crowd I almost don’t like to go.

Hey now, don’t besmirch the good name of the Mighty Ducks and act as if Brock Pierce was somehow a main star of the movie. He played the young Gordon Bombey and was on screen for all of five minutes.

But the latter half of this decade has seen the rise of what would have once been total anathema: craft pilsners and light lagers.

Generally, I don’t care if people choose to be a heel on cable news to make a living.

Good ol’ Five Iron Frenzy.

Unfortunately, I’d bet you my annual salary you would also find images pairing Mr. Incredible and Violet Parr, or Elastigirl and Dash.