Where is the damp spot?

Ew.

He’s going to the Del Rey Hotel in San Jose, Costa Rica, to play some roulette.

I, too, am being belligerent as I withhold my business from United forever.

Julia Allison is an energy feminist.

Trump Models has to close. Mitt Romney has all the binders.

It’s what you get for taking away my star, back in the day.

You’re pretty articulate for a pony. Do you still have that magnificent mustache?

And now, each year on this day, the Queen’s Royal Australian Artillery will fire a 21 Oyster Shooter salute.

Soda tax? Really? He has to go.

Not true. I hope the allegations are false and Murray beats the suit, but I hope he is replaced because he is a terrible manager of the city. Developers run amok, gridlock downtown because of endless constrution, homeless everywhere. He has to go.

“Become” a laughing stock? That train left the station years ago.

Isn’t that the same thing?

Black Girl Magic.

Maple bacon is Canada’s gift to the United States in lieu of not having to buy everyone snow tires like Mexico’s wall.

They should totally rename it that and throw it in his face.

It was never my choice for any shoes. Yuck.

It’s phenomenal.

Five thousand years from now, this series of tweets will be the only preserved record of the Old United States.

Mitt Romney has binders full of succulents.

Mitt Romney has binders full of succulents.