I think Trump understands Goodfellas and The Godfather about as much as he understands Apocalypse Now. He just likes the action scenes, romanticizes the supposed heroes of the screens, doesn’t care about the character development or depth of dialogue, and never gets the moral point to any of the tales.
The Clinton/Lewinsky scandal didn’t start out as being all about the sex. Sex with a porn star is only illegal if things like consent are questionable. It was a matter of the cover up being worse than the crime. Committing fraud and financial crimes (possibly even intimidation) to hide the affair is the crime.
I guess someone will be sleeping on the couch for awhile (until he’s sleeping in a cell hopefully)
And, Trump tweeting that he barely knows Weisselberg in 3... 2... 1...
Yeah, taking the sign-wearing street-crier approach of shouting “THE END IS INCREDIBLY FUCKING NIGH” only works if you’re trying to alarmingly motivate people to take action to roll that doomsday clock back a few minutes. While there are plenty who need their pants lit on fire before they’ll take it seriously I don’t…
Reminds me of that Meat Loaf song, “Paradise By the Dashboard Light”...
She’s not yet ready to admit that she’s already had 17 from her allotted 15 minutes of fame and wants to squeeze a few more while her book is still charting. She’s nothing if not media-driven.
There were ten separate investigations into Benghazi by various GOP-controlled committees chief of which was the one spearheaded by Trey Gowdy. So, either there’s nothing to find or Clinton is somehow the world’s most prolifically elusive criminal mastermind able to stand up to a level of scrutiny unmatched in any…
Madonna as a person, yes.
Madonna as a pop icon, not so much.
Close your eyes and think of something. Anything, really. OK, got it? That thing you just thought about? Trump doesn’t know it.
Smashing Pumpkins was my first concert (unless you count lame festivals my folks dragged me to) on the Mellon Collie tour in 97. I saved up an entire summer to buy me and my dad tickets plus a little extra for merch (but had assumed shirts would cost the same that they do at the mall much to my dismay). Unfortunately,…
A perfect shrine for the patron god of tits and wine. This shall adorn the nearest brothel.
I’ve owned a 1970 and 1973 Beetles. Can confirm door latch complexity even on cars of that age and reputation.
There have been some great Reddit threads about beggars being choosers and ridiculous dating profile requirements like “I’ll only date a guy who is at least three inches taller than me (so I can wear heels), who can run a mile in under 5 minutes, no blacks, etc.”. Some of the “challenges” she has the guys do sound…
An arbitrary physical challenge isn’t a way to find a good date. Some of those who walked off probably just decided “nope, I don’t feel it should matter how many push ups I can do.”
I know, the fact that there was a sprinting and push up competition? Yeah, I’d be out. I may not be able to beat some of those crossfit brosephs at specific feats of physical activity, but I can lay tile, put up sheetrock, and other handy traits. Anyone who decides to arbitrarily eliminate people based on name,…
This one is pretty close:
Just because something is the most popular doesn’t mean it’s the best. Time will tell if the King of Pop is remembered more than The Eagles after a few more decades. I think “Off the Wall” and “Thriller” still hold up pretty well contemporary wise whereas all I can say about The Eagles pre-’76 is that they’re…