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Does anyone really believe that Paris is Michael Jackson biological kid? Anyone? Really?

Paul Ryan’s favorite band!

He’s like the guy who catcalls women and assures everyone that the women all totally love it and he always gets smiles and laughs.

“I want to unite everybody because as a team we’re stronger together.”

But but but he hasn’t even done anything yet givehimachancei’mgoingtokillmyself

I was literally yelling at my TV.

And this is how you make Hell laugh.

Yeah, fuck the black bloc protesters. I always feel like the police start the escalation, though. 9/10 something is peaceful until police start shoving innocent people and making demands.

I was just there about 30 minutes ago. Police were pushing people back and doing the massed shoving matches that get them a few people at a time. They broke the protest into two by shoving through its middle. Every time they’d push they’d drop the fucking flashbangs or whatever they were. Saw a few people who were

Of course it’s Tiffany’s box.

Tell it. I was saying to my husband last night that this is going to take some steely grace on her part. I was thinking about all of the dudes I went to grad school with who are incredibly successful, well-regarded, genius grant-winners, editors and famous-ish scholars, and how not a single one of them was any better

For god’s sake Huma, where’s your coat, girl?

Hillary Clinton represents us all today. What woman hasn’t had the experience of celebrating  the man who got the promotion/job she was infinitely more qualified for?

Where in Hogwarts is Carmen SanDiego?

It looks like she went back to 2004 and stole that from J.Lo’s closet.

In terms of style, time & place appropriateness, and sheer gamesmanship:

Poor Melania can never smile because it will crack her face.

Good point. I’d actually be way more interested in a documentary that examined the parents responding to this ad on behalf of their young daughters. That is some seriously twisted shit.

I have to admit I am super curious as to the thought processes a stage parent has when considering whether to audition their child for the role of JonBenet Ramsey.