To be fair, there is no way to take a nice picture of an ugly git.

Nothing would make me happier than to get close enough to beat that yam-hued personification of a rectal prolapse in the head with a brick until the twitching stops. All I have is rage.

‘Compassion’.... that fucking bigoted Keeb probably can’t even spell it.

It’s gotten to the point that seeing any general image of Trump makes me want to set him on fire. Or hold his head under the water until the bubbles stop. That is a creature who deserves to be shoved in a sealed suit full of bullet ants, I swear to Azathoth.

I would very much like to ask him a) when did he decide he was straight and b) when he decided that, instead of being an open and decent person who deals in actual facts, he’d rather be the gormless fuckmuppet he is today.

Now that is a classy hammer, isn’t it? *nods sagely*

At this point, I am sustained only by rage and disgust. Keeps my blood pressure at a healthier level.

Leave the radios and Limbaugh fans to me and my hammer. I’ll fix it. *bats eyes innocently*

I say a lot whenever I have to visit the Den of Ignorance, especially to my idiot aunt who only gets her “news” from Facebook and Fox. In fact, I take great pleasure in watching her back herself into a wall when she can’t even argue on facts vs. whatever-the-Apprentice-told-her. Making slow progress in bringing mom…

I don’t understand climate change deniers, man. I keep wanting to ask them how exhausting it must be to maintain that willful ignorance. Administration of fucking idiots, this one.

I volunteer! Though I’d probably just bash his skull in with a brick. It’s more personal that way.

All I know is that if That Crazy Boyfriend made some long-ass social media post about how “curvy” I am, he’d be down a couple of limbs.

While I would never book my wedding at any of his properties willingly, I can say that if that orange idiot crashed my wedding, I would either sue or start throwing punches. Ruin my special, expensive day and I will stab a fucker with the cake knife and set them on fire.

I think mine may have imploded, citing my scorched-earth policies. *never does anything half-vag’d*

Y’know, the thing that pisses me off the most about this whole healthcare fiasco is that it so blatantly points out how they don’t give a fuck about making this country better or helping its people; it’s just a constant cycle of trying to fuck over the other side. That is what this is. They don’t give a fuck if…

If anything ever tempted me to try EVE out, it’s this. I’m not sure what that says about me as a person.

I couldn’t feel torn up about McCain’s having brain cancer if you paid me to. I feel that, for him, it’s karma.

You find a planet like that, you let me know. I’ll fly us there and bring sandwiches.

*skips off to go get the bricks and some sandwiches!*

But.... but wouldn’t bricking the MRAs in the head solve the issue too?