My dad always said it’s not really Gatorade in there, but I had no idea.

He was actually fairly animated. I thought he got into Donald’s stash. Allegedly.

To be fair she was rather noisy and he was trying to catch some shut-eye between questions.

I’m gleefully enjoying the implosion of the G.O.P.

His Christmas card this year is literally just going to be a screen shot of that paragraph.

Nothing in our article has had the slightest effect on the reputation that Mr. Trump, through his own words and actions, has already created for himself.

I think this accurately sums up our suffering right now:

Xzibit really doesn’t know when to stop, does he?

Dude goes out to kite-surf a hurricane, with a kite-surfer that’s made for hurricanes. Dude gets massive air while kite-surfing the hurricane, lands it.

Right? I came hear expecting at least a low-key wipeout, but dude handled that like a pro.

Now that this story is public, he’ll never ketchup in the polls.

Regardless of geography, the fact that he rides and races a fixie should tell us everything we need to know about him.

I thought I detected the nasal-y whinge of a Pacific Northwesterner, whiteman edition.

When you said“moderately impressive physical display” i did not think you were referring to the throwing of the bike.

I know, my lady parts were all ready to be engaged, then he did that sniveling bullshit. And thus my hankering died.

I said it was ‘moderately impressive’ mostly because the dude is conventionally attractive and I still having a functioning sex drive that doesn’t always check in with my brain first.

Well, he wanted to schwinn really badly. He cannon be dalenied.

On the bright side, he finished strong in the unicycle race later that day.

Even before he destroyed his friend’s bike, you could tell he’s an asshole.

He got all huffy.