Feel better?

Hey! He was canonized. He’s a saint. Not fair.

“Kenyan Obama throwing shade my way. Fail. Very weak. And trying to look as very young as me. This is expected. And where’s the babes in those photos? Not like me. Me catching rays and grabbing pussy. Very smart. Try again, Barak. Loser.”

Hey, George:

Is there prison time involved? Hope so.

When he visits, they had better give the “President” a cavity check at Heathrow. His Höschen are Wehrmacht feldgrau.

But ya gotta admit, this bad boys knows how to control a crowd. Like say, Russia, for example. Great.

What’s it taste like? Being the shit expert, I mean.

Sean, highly recommended:

Is it politically incorrect to call him a whiny bitch? Please inform.

Meet me down by the river in your RAM (I’ll be in the jacked F-150.) and bring some Bud and a couple of foxy ladies in tight, real tight blue jeans. And we’ll discuss it like only a couple of urban cowboys can. OK?

He will be accompanied by Undersecretaries of State Parks and Tubman with hopes to form a very good working alliance between North and South.....er.....East and West. “President” Donald expects they will do very good work. Tremendous work.

“This is pro NAFTA and not good for the country. Shill for Mexico and Canada. Probably weak Ford employee. Or girlie German BMW owner. NAFTA will go down. We will make the gander strong. And great.”

Correct. Never happened. Putin’s poodle agrees.

My 128 had a bus steering wheel rake and was too large for the size of the car. One of its endearing quirks. It had far too many.

Is jealousy still a sin? Yugo. Fiat. All the same to me. Italioslavic style. Shitbox reliability. I love them. Enjoy.

Given the bullshit antics during the recent West Wing klownshow, how can we be sure the “President” even knows of the flare up.

Even though I never touched the six key. This keyboard sucks.

Agree. No snappy snarky comeback. But my keyboard broke - the six key decided to output alternate math.