I wanted to thank everyone who rallied around while I floundered, keyless, into a new “persona”. I really did panic when I lost access to “randilyn” and I considered just giving up. Of course I would have been able to continue reading all the articles by my favorite authors, admiring Tara Jacoby’s brilliant…

Last week, I called him a citrus hate-cube, a national moral sunset, an amorphous tailors’ wager, and a calamitous flesh-cloud. Although his orangeness still features in about 50% of my Trumpsults, I’m quite pleased with myself. As you can probably tell.

Honestly we’ve reached peak Trump bashing in combining hideous adjectives to orange colored edibles and I am all hands on deck for this activity. That unpalatable acorn-cheesed frowner.

Damn it. I’m so used to Trump being described as various foods (“cheese creature”, “moldy walnut” and so forth) that I completely misread this.

You ain’t lye-ing.

Bwahaha. Soap ;)

I will not sit idly by while you insult my soup. Or compliment Trump. Whichever it is, I’m saying you should cut it out.

Um, maybe a little bit? around the...? Nah, never mind.

“The number you have reached (800) Hea-Ven1 has been changed. The new number is...*static*”

It might be working. As soon as I hit publish on a snarky comment I got a pang of remorse?

How about “Hide and Seek” and I’ll look for you? I promise~~~G-d

Bieber wept.

I mistook you for a John Stamos/Keanu Reeves type of gal. I am pleasantly surprised. Also, when he went off the airwaves and came back all grudging like he was super duper hawt.

I know just the lawyer to assist with the permits, etc.

All the stars in the sky to you.

That’s going to be the image on my Christmas card this year. (My cards are part of my arsenal in my never-ending War on Christmas.)

If I just popped my incision site from laughing at that I’m sending you the bill, girl.

Okay, I’m saving that image to mess with some people. ;)

You should hear about the time we had to park next the pavement so that he could get his torch out of the boot!