Soooo, his God is like me when I’m playing the SIMS and then I go make dinner and I forget to pause the game so that when I get back grandma’s on fire and the rest of the family is in the pool with no ladder and everything is in chaos but the Grim Reaper is busy potty training the baby?

Like mostly dead but still slightly alive.

Only when I’m on a Rampage.

For me it’s outshined something about lookin California and feeling Minnesota that rips my heart out.

Get in the van .

No one sings like you anymore...

That’s kind of my life goal, imagine the story you would tell later...

My favorite songs to sing in the car in no particular order are as follows:

Ivanka’s talking again after a suspiciously quiet few days?

Of course he wouldn’t! Why would he when Obama was the shooter on the grassy knoll! Hillary emailed him to do it! Sad!

I spy with my little eye something that is orange.

If souls exist, he done sold his cheap.

Really?

Pence: “Alright John if you’ll just sign here, as you can see we’ve made up the rider with everything we discussed. We’ve got the gallon of 2% milk, two boxes of Corn Flakes, three two inch thick rib eye steaks cooked medium rare, an iPod with a mix of Jars of Clay and Conway Twitty, 74 virgins preferably blond haired…

I really wish that Rod Sterling would come and wrap up this episode of The Twilight Zone already...

It seems to me that the thing to do is to tell the fascists to kill themselves right back. Free speech runs both ways so maybe a title like “follow your fellow unemployed basement dwelling virgin brothers!”

Take your fucking star and go Kenny!

Replying to bump up. It doesn’t bother me but it may really disturb you.

I bet he loooooooovvvvvvessssss pegging pornos.

Hey hey hey Ella, he’s the President man of the lower 48 and maybe Alaska (he hasn’t checked yet) he’s super tremendous classy!