Classy, my assy.

A yellow dwarf which appears as white light. That’s probably an even better comparison.

It is a white star, after all.

Grown people screamed and fought, in fear of a child in hair bows and ankle socks. And here we go again.

“We’ll see what happens” is not a presidential policy, you moron.

Yeoman Rand wore it better.

The Ivory Soap of pure evil.

Congratulations, you are qualified to be president. *Sob*

Sure, dude.

I had the urge to.

I didn’t say it did “accomplish anything”. I said she wasn’t unpopular. The end.

In line at the grocery this morning, I saw the new issue of People magazine. I audibly “tsked”. The man in line in front of me turned and nodded. His young daughter announced “WE voted for Hillary!” Her dad prodded, “And why?” The child answered “Because she’s smart and nice, and he’s dumb and stupid.” So these two…

I understand. Pets are so unconditionally loving. Losing them hits hard.

Yeah, wild.

Needs more gold leaf.

I disagree.

What’s with the Coat of Arms? As if.

As soon as someone does.

Oh no.

That doesn’t even sound like a joke anymore.