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After all the hours of porn I’ve logged, this is boring stuff. If pixel squares are all that separate these fashion ads from hardcore porn, Eckhaus and Latta could smoothly transition into another line of work.

I look forward to when (realistically electable) openly-secular political candidates gently declare that they couldn’t care less about what anyone’s holy book has to say about ethics or science, and that they only care about what the Constitution has to say about how the United States ought to be governed. That time

“The further you lean in, the clearer I see your cleavage.” - Patriarchy

I remember how much my mom loved that show when I was a kid.

This is like when Triple H persuaded Seth Rollins to team with The Authority.

The first line of this column gave me flashbacks to Batman v. Superman: Dawn of Justice. “They fucked up the title, so they’ve surely fucked up the movie” is what I thought then, and is what I still think now.

I’m simply asking us to prioritize right now in the face of literal fascism.

Your lame duck season is three years early, Don.

I’m 26 years-old and own a 2 liter, stainless steel insulated Hydrate Pro water bottle, and I fill it to near capacity and drink it all every day. I’m not sorry.

At least she can become a pundit for Fox News now.

The demoncrats should take credit for this and gloat. Fuck it.

“...and the ‘spirit’ that was workin’ him got broken off.” is an unfortunate phrase on which to end this fable.

As much as I love a good WWE meme, The Undertaker is more analogous to Trump ACA than Obama ACA, what with him being The Dead Man and all.

At least this one was of him during his Big Evil run, so I suppose that it shall pass.

FAKE NEWS

Weak bluff, asshole.

He’s bluffing. Trump is too damn vindictive and petty to so audaciously leave Good ACA in place if Bad ACA is defeated tomorrow. Spooky stuff!

Awards and honors are found everywhere from a ten year-old’s wall to a realtor’s office. So let’s make our own honor and call it the Fuck You Get Out. It’s like the Razzie, except we elect the honoree out of office, and he/she (it’s he, who are we kidding?) receives nothing.

B.o.B. aside, what the fuck’s going on with the NBA?!