I have looked into Stephen Miller’s cold dead eyes and have seen where normal human beings keep a soul.

I feel so much more patriotic. Thank you so much, Don! Now excuse me while i take a knee (‘cause the religious folks are always taking a knee).

It was standard equipment at his inception. Its functionality and correlation with testicular components remain vague.

Florida. ‘Nuff said.

Outrage, outrage, outrage. So very much attention is paid to the superficially profound while the really shitty things going on are swept under the rug. By the way, that rug is beginning to look like a small mountain.

Roseanne was, by several reports, a passable macadamia nut producer. She and Little Don might could pair up and make mad macadamia nut butter.

Poor Megyn. Saddled with a misspelled name and forever resentful. She can come to our neighborhood and we’d happily introduce her to her kind who have gotten over such trivialities.

If only the Constitution had an “adults only” requirement for the presidency . . .

The boys have been indisputably demonstrating for years that the “P” in their acronym is specific to the protection of themselves. Guilty as hell, free as a bird, and whining, whining, whining. 

Chill, Ham. Perhaps this Netflix thing will reveal something to you that will cause your tendency to whine to somewhat abate. One certainly does hope.

Brava!

Sarah insulted? I weep!!

I’m all aflutter in anticipation, Dennis. You used to be a comedian, right? What you up to these days? (You’ll pass that to Dennis, won’t you, Rick? I’d do it myself, but I’m just not a tweeter.)

As Strother Martin so presciently said, “What we’ve got here is failure to communicate. Some men just can’t be helped”. Chris is way past the age where maturity is expected to kick in . . . and yet . . .

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, or so it is said.

Beauty, it appears, remains in the eye of the beholder. One man’s succubus is another man’s (your suggestion here).

I’ve been a bad boy and not returned key cards at several hotels. They are happily snuggled up a power slot when necessary to keep the power on in the room while I’m gone, since the slot does not care if it has an actual valid key card in it. Business cards often work OK, too. Further, I have found that the power…

and then there was the other old lady in the other commercial: “Where’s the beef!?”

Well, that - and profits from the weapons sales generated by their primary product: irrational fear.

*sigh* So very telling that the politicians of Georgia couch this inanity in terms of defending conservative principles. What’s their excuse for Stone Mountain?