What? Now you’re just reduced to writing incoherent things that sound sad. Try again.

Hey, you keep expecting SHS to tell you the answers to all life’s questions you can’t figure out. I’m sure she’ll do so one day, son. Don’t stop believing.

The fact you don’t understand it doesn’t make it meaningless or a strawman.

I’ll accept that as a “Yes, of course they all lied” because they all do.

The “official mouthpiece” of the Administration tweets regularly and is his own press secretary. If you’re expecting SHS to tell you something he won’t tweet you need to lay off whatever you’re addicted to and pay attention.

I knew you’d jump ship! Thanks!

Well, let’s follow your logic to its conclusion and see how quickly you jump ship when we do.

I hope she graduates to press secretary when SHS leaves for greener pastures. She’s hot.

Well, lots of people think your Mom was worthy of what she charged. I think most thought she was a bargain.

I would ask if you’re familiar with the logical fallacy of going from the specific to the general but I don’t need to ask as the answer is obvious.

Let’s leave your Mom out of this.

Uh-Oh! Hot blonde girl gets a job. I bet she’ll be popular on this site.

If he wasn’t an immigrant here illegally then he wouldn’t have been able to fire a gun, or do anything else, in this country. That should be obvious to you.

In this instance, no bending is required, although I’m sure that saddens you. There’s no dispute the killer was here illegally, was a felon, had been deported five times, and shouldn’t have been in the country.

It is. It’s just that in the past no one gave a shit about daily pressers, let alone actually expect anything meaningful to come from them. You don’t think Clinton’s press secretary lied every day? Bush, Jr’s? Obama’s? Please.

Every press secretary usually does nothing but lie, obfuscate, evade and otherwise do everything possible to avoid saying anything of substance. That’s the job.

Oh, is that your excuse? So long as you keep dancing to the tune I’m playing I think you’ll almost have to be better off than following your own instincts so keep up the good work, champ!

Believe me when I say you’ll always be my boy, my nigga! Does that offend you? Don’t worry! Here’s a piece of philosophy some jerkoff on the internet taught me:

You’re kidding, right? They don’t care. You can complain all day. It doesn’t change the fact they don’t care.

Awwwwwww . . . Now you’ve been reduced to simple name-calling. That was easy.