“Um... Steve...?”
“Um... Steve...?”
Steve Bannon looks like the birthday clown that has a restraining order to not be within 100 yards of a Chuck E. Cheese.
Steve Bannon looks like how I imagine he smells.
Steve Bannon looks like a guy who hangs out at the strip club on Sunday afternoon for the buffet lunch.
Steve Bannon looks like the guy who hangs out at game stores and tells all the 16 year olds about the valuable Magic: The Gathering cards he totally used to have, but his damn harpy wife took ‘em all when they got divorced before it quickly becomes apparent he’s never been married.
Steve Bannon looks like a mall Santa who got fired for beard lice.
Steve Bannon looks like the odd man out at a swingers party attended by Ted Cruz.
Steve Bannon looks like he discovered freebasing discount gin.
Steve Bannon look like he was bitten by a radioactive slob.
Steve Bannon looks like he’s just one order away from having his next pizza from Papa John’s free.
Steve Bannon looks like Philip Seymour Hoffman - now.
Steve Bannon looks like a living ashtray.
It’s crazy how many of these professional athletes and movie stars and other wealthy people still have problems even with all their money. It’s almost like they’re still people.
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Mainstream press has, almost without exception, mishandled everything about Donald Trump every step along the way. I pretty much don’t expect anything different now.
I look forward to eventually dying in a nuclear fire because he mistyped some tweet meant to be about McDonald’s lack of quality Happy Meal toys anymore.
Don’t do the player’s tribune work for them, this isn’t UNC.
This would likely have turned out better for him than the last time Santa Anna got in a fight, if only because cholera has been wiped out in the US and Mexico.
I am already mad at the 10,000 word spotlight piece on Grayson Allen’s comeback going into his final year at Duke.
It looked like the Elon kid was ready to throw down and I wanted to see it.