HAHAHAHAHAHA I grew up in church, and yet this is where my mind immediately went:

Neatly summed up. I wouldn’t trust him legislatively as far as I can throw him, but I’d wait in line to have coffee with him and then just keep tipping whiskey into his coffee and watch him take off. It would be adorable.

Still will never hold a candle to the Gold Standard of Presidential Humiliation:

I laughed very hard and I’m going to miss the shit out of them when they’re gone. And those girls. (Not Bo so much tho)

There is literally no member of the human race who is saying to themselves, “what I want in life is to beat Ted Cruz at his own game.”

The dude didn’t even bother changing his name.

Genuinely sorry to hear it. Your obliques were waiting for you to miss enough Pilates in order to ambush you while your guard was down. Don’t let the family make you move furniture and lift stuff!!

....well that was just a bizarre reply and not up to your usual calibre, ma’am. You feeling ok?

... and all they will do is claim that he 1. was misquoted by the lying liberal media, or 2. some arglebargle about how it was justified.

One such article, written by John Martin of Centre of Research on Globalization

Also, just so you know, you certainly did insult the OP by calling them racist. That is a solid insult. I can’t tell from the article and this comment thread whether it’s deserved or not, but it’s definitely an insult.

Important item of dissent: if you are into baking, microwaves are hella useful for scalding milk and for melting butter or chocolate. WAAAAYY preferable to fiddling with a double boiler on the stove.

The one good thing about Donald J. Trump is that he gleefully tells the truth about all the other GOP nominees. And it makes them so mad.

And to add: I will dismiss every new obscene reply you post, scumbag, just like I did that one. No longer cute.

It’s almost cute how you keep replying to everybody. Almost.

I wouldn’t touch a soft drink for a hundred bucks. I fucking cook from scratch, and I don’t eat Nature’s Valley junk. And you ought to stop embarrassing yourself. Everyone who reads your comments is laughing at them.

I hate myself for how much I revere the memory of Popeye’s biscuits.

You poor thing.

Right? that was dumb even by... well, any standard really, but the added haughty defense of sugar bars for breakfast and “muscle milk nutrition shakes” at any time whatsoever just really pins the horse’s ass on the horse.

It’s impossible to hate a Sausage and Egg McMuffin.