Or vice-versa, I suppose.

I believe you mean “Mike Hot-Pence”.*

... followed by May 2018 being declared Nondisclosure Agreement Awareness Month.

Every photo of Eric Trump looks like Kurt Russell is standing just off-camera holding a petri dish of Eric’s blood and a hot wire.

To reprise an earlier comment, let’s hope that the kid doesn’t grow up with his father’s huge balloon head and propensity for skinny neckties.

That last image of Jared ... seems strangely familiar ...

There’s always room to move as a fry cook.

Donald Sr. is having affairs, Donald Jr. is having affairs ...

... what’s been referred to in government documents as the “Race Paper.”

That header image really shows off Trump’s weird posture. I think his theory is “if you stick your chin out and up, and hunch your shoulders up so your chest sinks in, it smooths the loose fat under your neck and nobody will notice the rucksack of jowls you’re carrying down there.”

And here is a very proud mother of the groom, who is clearly very excited to be sitting six feet away from her ex-husband and new wife of 10 months.

Eric Trump looks like a werewolf, but instead of turning into a wolf, he turns into a shovel.

“Again, I’ll be with my kids this morning and I’ll be focused on them...”

(she thought you could take a bath in the Roman Baths)

Also, less funny but more (!!!) :

I clicked expecting that article to be bad.

To her vanishingly small credit, when she says “I was ... broke,” McArdle accidentally backs into the correct distinction.

Ruth Marcus’s “welcome to the WaPo” tweet there misspells McArdle’s Twitter handle as @assymetricinfo, about which:

Or maybe just a little fan-winking Easter egg. I imagine if that had been a thing back then, the Twilight Zone might have done the same.

I’m sure that someone has already compiled all of these, but I did notice that there’s a “San Junipero” postcard shown in the house in “Metalhead.” So, yeah?