That is the intense nasal inhaling of someone who can’t catch his breath when he’s just standing there and talking. Trump doesn’t need to worry about Mueller. He needs to worry about his heart exploding.

Just stopping by to say Serpico is a boring trash movie that oozes cheese. Completely unwatchable.

You’re a pissbaby licking the boots of a moron. You deserve to be ridiculed until the end of time.

+1 college credit

I’d be willing to bet your black friends took offense. They just didn’t want to turn it into a whole thing with you. Wouldn’t be surprising the way you’re punching your keyboard because a person on the internet wrote a comment that somehow struck a nerve even though it wasn’t directed at you. You know you shouldn’t…

Assuming you’re correct (you’re not.), who cares? If part of someone’s personal brand is “I give a shit about the troops more than paying lip service to them and want to advocate for their health care,” then that’s great. It certainly beats, “I like to go on sports blogs and complain about a guy who isn’t managing his…

The way he explained the story was “He came up and introduced himself, and we just got to talking.”

Hopefully like this:

Anyone who kicks the shit out of Rand Paul is automatically in the right.

Take your own advice and shut the fuck up, worm.

Nobody buys music anymore. : (

Billy Martin carried on the long tradition of monstrous pieces of shit hiding behind their religious piety.

I’d say Steve King should be stuffed in a sack filled with venomous snakes and thrown into a river, but then I’d feel bad for the snakes.

Round these Republican fuckers up, grind them into a paste, set the paste on fire, bury the ashes, and then nuke the burial site.

If you’re expecting JT to be anything but a bland piece of dry toast, you’re going to be disappointed.

Yeah, as a kid, that scene haunted me more than anything else in the movie. I didn’t know why at the time, but I think it’s because it reveals that there is no empathy in this universe. Laughing at someone who was just maimed was so foreign to me and revealed a cold, unfeeling world, and that thought chilled me to…

Put the Prices in a wood chipper and fire their remains into the sun.

This is dumb, and you should feel dumb.

Dusty has a knack for making the wrong decision at every turn. Pull a pitcher? Leave the guy in? The smart money says ask Dusty and then do the opposite.

Simple. Effective. Perfect. +1