White, fragile, melts at the slightest heat... yeah, checks out.

Air.

Counterpoint:
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I got nothin’.

Am I the only one who had the fantasy of Dump appearing on video to his supporters on election night ‘16, saying, “What the fuck is wrong with you people? How vile did I have to get?”, as the doors to the ballroom locked and the smell of bitter almonds permeated the air?

He was instrumental in getting the whole Google “do a barrel roll” thing made. True story.

You expect sense from republicans. How quaint.

Or, “Even though Labor Day is behind us...”

And never give a girl the middle name Lynn. Any first name followed by Lynn sounds like a pornstar name.

I read the headline and said to myself, “If the first comment isn’t ‘The Aristocrats!’, I will be very disappointed.

A Bin of Six Cumber Batch.

Help me, Pentagram. You’re my only hope.

Help me, Pentagram. You’re my only hope.

How tough is this casserole that you have to use a bowl gouge on it?

THAT’S HOW GOOD the exercises are!

I blame the BLM movement.

I’m expecting a tweet from her at any moment saying that she did, in fact, say “lily white ass, because if there’s one thing my ass isn’t, it’s little”.

Willie is always up there, ifyouknowwhatimean