We call that Freedom Foam.

Because vagina.

Me when I was three yelling at my mom, who was encouraging me to go potty, “I DO NOT HAVE TO GO PEE PEE!” while clutching my crotch and pee running down my elbow. My other favorite was “I’LL DO IT MYSELF!” and fucking up every single time. Especially the syrup dispenser at a diner on vacation in Kentucky. (Vacation in…

Just a little reminder...

Don’t ask the audience

No puppet, no puppet. You’re the puppet.

And let’s contemplate for a moment that CBS/60 Minutes had him on tape for several days asking his followers to cool it, but sat on that comment. I mean, it was a pretty weak statement from him, but *still*.

They’re happy throw tantrums about red cups and happy holidays.

I hope he sits to close to an open fire at Camp David and melts like the melting Nazis at the end of Raiders.

I can think of 337,636 reasons why she is actually our president.

...in a few short hours, her stint as America’s Jan Brady will finally be over.

*pssst* He’s saving up his energy for the balloon drop.

Nah, Trump sensed a draft come into the room, so he was dodging it.

He loves cops so much. He wishes cops would quit making him hurt them.

Nov 9th tweet from Hillary:

And keep them the fuck away from Donald J. Trump.

Chairman Meow. I’m dying.

***Very funny***

This is harder than it sounds.

Ok, now I gotta know, especially after reading that “Scary Stories” post...what was in that locked alley???