or, OR...or..hear me out...she has good hair. and they’re showcasing the artist responsible.

If given the chance I would play only against people above a certain age. Hopefully the chat dialogue wouldn’t be as terrible as it is with younger people

Please explain how we dodged a bullet. I need to know.

It is difficult, sometimes, to understand the human cost of Republican policies. So instead, here is the monetary cost:

Yeah, there’s a similar one where Jesus visits the home of Martha and Mary of Bethany (not Mary Magdalena) for dinner. Martha spends her time, hustling around, getting dinner prepared while Mary just sits at the feet of Jesus, listening to him talk. Martha, probably tired from single-handedly preparing dinner for…

I am getting sick and tired of Trump taking these weekend getaways not only because of the fact that he’s away from the White House but each time he takes one of these bullshit ‘golf’ weekends, he stays at a Trump-owned resort which forces the Secret Service, and anyone else that he brings along, to pay that resort…

Religion is just fucked. You want to be a good person you know what to do, you don’t need a book or a benevolent deity to espouse being a decent human. The amount of horrible shit that’s happened cause people are afraid that when they die their just fucking dead and not in fairy wonderland is insane.

This being true is the only way I could ever feel good about any of this happening.

Yep, raising a shitton of money for people who will need a shitton of money to do what they want to do. Let’s hope she gets it off the ground in time to help Ossof who is running one point ahead of his opponent.

It’s almost like people who hate women and muslims don’t understand either.

A fitting metaphor since the prodigal son was a dumbass who coasted through life on his Dad’s money.

I have, every day since the inauguration, been creating and showcasing the best ways to call Salacious Crumb’s Body Double by anything but his given name on Twitter. I will do so throughout the entirety of his term. Here’s the preview for tomorrow:

I’m contemplating a run against Steve Chabot. My loathing for him has reached a new height.

I posted this is in the initial AHCA post, but there were 600+ comments so I’m sure it got lost. I just wanted to share my experience today in DC because it was so utterly sickening:

I would love to go back, find all the people who insisted I would change my mind, and wave my pre-menopausal uterus in their faces. SEE, BITCHES, NO WOMB PASSENGERS HERE!

Yes, it is fucking good for me. Because I don’t know how many fucking people have told me “oh you’ll change your mind” or “you don’t really mean that” or “but what about my grandchildren!”

So fucking yes, good for me. It’s been a goddamn struggle coming to terms with my own decisions with my own damn body and it…

I am so happy with my own decision to NEVER PUSH A HUMAN BEING OUT OF MY BODY EVER IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM. I become more comfortable with it with each passing year and terrifying article.

“I tore in three places, requiring over 30 stitches. Pushing that hard for that long apparently wrecks you. Shit got really, really fucked up.”

CHRIST