WHERE IS DEEP THROAT WHEN YOU NEED HIM!

Maybe, but for the time being he’s just a child born into a shitty family, from whom (I feel comfortable in assuming) genuine love and affection are at a premium. He might well grow up to be a monster, but at least for the moment I’m not terribly conflicted about feeling a tinge of sympathy for him.

It’s unsettling to see an eleven-year-old with a thousand-yard stare. I actually feel a little bad for the kid.

I’ll tell you another thing, Kesha, or whatever you want to be called. The hugging thing is over. There’s no more hugging and I don’t care what the consequences are.

I believe those are actually Covfeferate flags.

Trump replied to Rep. Green’s criticism, “here I am baby, come and take me”.

Justice graduated from Marshall, as did his wife and daughter.

So with Scully having retired, Krukow and Kuiper are now clearly the gold standard in active MLB announcing, right?

Ball don’t lie.

Obese Mode.

Honestly keep expecting to wake up in my sweat drenched sheets. I imagine terror and hopelessness will set in tomorrow. Right now, all is disorientation and numbness.

I’m thinking I might need something stronger than booze. Currently leaning towards injecting lab grade heroin into my eye.

As if his hands could wrap all the way around a baby’s neck.

Indeed. Grab them by the pussy respectfully.

Trump calls that move “the Crotchtober Surprise”.

Finally, a console Trump can use.

After such a soul-crushing week of news it’s wonderful to end on a lighthearted note.

Tokyo Mirage Sessions. Wasn’t quite sure how much this would appeal to me going in, but it’s really good. The gamepad messaging is shockingly fun and well implemented too.

The rule has nothing to do with whether the word begins with a vowel or consonant, but rather if it begins with a vowel or consonant sound. If you’re going to be a punctilious dick, I’d recommend sticking to things you actually know something about.