stubbornidealist
stubbornidealist
stubbornidealist

Watching Rachel fucking Maddow, of all people, applaud the airstrikes last night was fucking appalling.

Like I’m playing Fruit Ninja. My passport is as stiff as Donald Trump when Ivanka is in the room.

Title: “Why your passport is one of four colors”

What kind of professional athlete doesn’t have the conditioning necessary to run 270 feet without being out of breath for half an hour afterward?

And for just a second, she was queen. All of her troubles forgotten. Life felt better, filled with purpose. No matter that soon she would be walking out of that stadium and back into the cold reality of living in Pittsburgh, she would forever have this moment. The girls at the end of the Heinz Cocktail Sauce

This photo is believed to be of one of the suspects. Anyone who has seen this man should contact the Atlanta police dept or Georgia highway patrol.

Good thing there’s public money that can be used to repair/replace the affected highway sections.

The totally sincere and philosophically well-grounded conservative principle that local government is good when it means “states vs. fed” but bad when it means “cities vs. states”, endures. We should all be inspired by their commitment to this totally non-hypocritical point of view.

Doctor: I’m sorry to inform you of this, but you have lung cancer.

Tell that to your parents who smuggled you in as an infant 30 years ago and are now dead, while you live a peaceful productive, employed life, unlike the lazy not, working, white trash cashing “disability checks” down the street.

I was thinking something like JavaScript would be a good choice since you can use it for front end and back end development.

A toddler might say to you, “Vroom vroom, I am a truck!”

Useful to ponder, after the match:

Pablo Sandoval is really hitting his stride this spring

Do salty tears fall up in Australia?

“Melania knows that I call my daughter my girlfriend. That’s what I was talking about. I don’t have a girlfriend,” he said.

Proofreader Man to the rescue! (sorry, it’s late and I’m procrastinating at work)