So like everything else, sequestration was Obama’s fault?
So like everything else, sequestration was Obama’s fault?
Albert, you’re correct on all points. I would just add that I see Trump as the new Ross Perot, and yes, I mean that Ross Perot was just as bad as Trump is, and for all the same reasons that you list here. And the Perot followers were just as stupid and craven as the Trump followers are today. And don’t even get me…
Why couldn’t a man say, for instance, that he really likes you and gets the feeling you like him back, but, hey, he could be wrong.
That’s Noonanspeak for “Of course he hated Hillary Clinton, maybe even more than I do.”
He likes to fry bacon without a shirt on. That’s his tic.
My favorite line in the movie:
Then you skipped over this line: “and the way it brought a smile to people light, medium and dark.”
“Love is a poor substitute for respect, as any married person knows.” - Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.
Next he’ll want a vasectomy.
From what I’ve read, Hemingway could be a real asshole when drunk—which, for him, was just about every waking moment of his adult life. He got away with it, though, because his hangers-on were scared to confront him. There was a famous article published in The New Yorker in 1950 that Lillian Ross wrote about several…
Not to get personal, but if Mom was a heavy drinker, that might be why you avoid/don’t like alcohol. I’ve known quite a few adult non-drinkers who shunned it for that reason.
Oh, Scott. Don’t worry. You’re still young, and there will be other, better benders in the years to come. We promise.
To paraphrase Camille (as often quoted by her husband): “I brought you into this drug-induced stupor in order to rape you, and I can sure take you out again!”
As this woman can attest, there are no atheists in potholes.
She probably did it for the trip insurance money.
Every time you run another story about Rachel, I fall in love with her even more.
In the ‘70s, a woman would have had to fight me to the death to get her hands on MY quaaludes.
We do have actual hovercars. They’re called “helicopters.”
It’s compulsive behavior disguised as a harmless pastime. Sort of like trolling this website.
The “pup” has positioned her left hand as if to say, “Put a ring on it, Master!”