“Ice cream on the impeachment pie” is my favorite new phrase this week. Impeachment pie is delicious.

Nope, not Jaws; Mr. Sardonicus.

She must have attended the “Look at Me! I’m Acting!” school of drama.

Nah. Stan is obsessed with Angel,but doesn’t strike me as dangerous. If he shoots anyone, I sure as hell hope it’s Stan.

WTF is that young black woman doing there? Is she totally unaware that she and her black brothers are much more likely to be a gun target than those white kids? 

No 4th of July festivities for me this year. It feels obscene to celebrate the birth of a nation whose corrupt government locks babies in cages.

Holy Mother of God, how many girl-power-coming-of-age movie cliches can they pack into one trailer?

This is how genocide starts. First, isolate the most vulnerable in a targeted group. Confine them, mistreat them, and then allow them to die, all the while convincing citizens that they somehow deserve their fate. Then move on to the next group of “undesirables,” and so on.

Ha ha ha to the “sartorial tastes” comment. Do people worry about “sartorial tastes” in a medium where no one wears clothes?

On top of all that, he used the word “literally” in his post.

I admit nothing. As I sip my martini made of premium vodka and male tears.

Sometimes crazy doesn’t have a choice. It’s called rape.

Every single woman I know has been either groped, leered at, assaulted, raped, harassed or lied about. Very few of them have ever received any kind of justice. So I have just one thing to say to you.

Mama Ru likes pretty queens and funny queens. She does not like fat queens. Has a fat girl ever won? No, not even Ginger Minge, who was hilarious and pretty. Fatness seems to cancel out everything else, including pretty and funny.

I’ve never heard an American president EVER refer to “my” people. Every other president, when speaking of U.S. citizens, has said “THE people.” We are citizens, no subjects.

I’d rather not imagine, thank you. I had three teenage girls in my house in the late 90's. Our house smelled like hairspray, menstrual blood and Hot Pockets.

All of the above, plus the little-girl-biting-her-lower-lip thing. What woman out of her teens actually does that?

Gee, Goddess forbid things should be “too easy” or “too perfect” for women in a Hollywood movie.

I did not say that there was a sexual transaction, and it was not a “sly dig” at Kim. I applaud her success in freeing this woman.

Color me curious. I wonder what will be on the menu at the dinner to “fight obesity” at the Plaza. Hmm.