quantumriian
quantumriian
quantumriian

I said this to my husband last night. W. Was problematic. I wasn’t fans of McCain or Romney, but even with George W Bush, I felt like he seemed like a good person with good intentions. Same with the others—we had myriad fundamental disagreements and I did not want them to be elected. But Trump is a different ballgame.

Haha His face. Every time I’ve seen it over the last couple days, he doesn’t look like he’s happy about winning at all.

I can’t believe this is happening. I can’t believe this is happening. I can’t believe this is happening. That loop has been playing in my head all day.

Clearly.

I took it seriously.

Cannot wait for the NFL in Trump’s America. It will revert to its original form: two teams of 50 men bludgeoning an endangered whale with wooden clubs in a stadium filled with hundreds of thousands of screaming fans. The game ends when one team strikes the killing blow or the stock market crashes. Whichever comes

That’s one of my favorites, too. I’m also partial to “nacho cheese golem.” I would like to add “deformed dollar store circus peanut” to the list. 

Ballers has titties, Any Given Wednesday only has boobs

Trump disparaging a former female Secretary of State?!?! I’m so shocked my cock just blew off, turned into a penis drill missle and burrowed itself deeply into my brain, killing me.