Fine. The thing can be president for “life” if, by “life,” we mean “no more than another thirty months.”

Then things get fucking bloody, and those of us who die when things do get fucking bloody don’t have to worry about it any more. Sounds fair to me.

Zero. But thanks for trolling.

It’s kinda like when traitor dim and Paulie “Throat-Punch” Ryan rammed through the new tax plan without making those pesky billionaires and corporations sign some sort of contract regarding trickle-down: “Here, we’re giving you bajillions of dollars! And you’re just gonna pass those savings on! Right...? WRONG!!! Ha…

I’m beginning to wonder how World War II might have ended had Ronan Farrow been writing his articles. Farrow is himself a victim of abuse, isn’t he? So bringing down abusers is his most singular goal. Meanwhile, we on the left respond like people who’ve been abused— that is, if we can’t hurt the ones who deserve to be…

Hey, Rethuglicants, the deadline for Traitor Don’s nomination was February 1. Just thought ya should know... anything.

Yep. My one and only question will be “Which way are they coming from?” so I can get outside and face the blast when I evaporate.

This barrage of words re: a blathering right-wing nut was necessary why?

I’ll say it. It was shit. An overblown, sloppy, badly edited, bombastic mess. And I will forgo the bullshit with the cactus.

Jesus fucking Christ, shut the fuck up and get a goddamn grip.

I work at a Minnesota Target with a sixty-something former Texan (complete with country-AND-western accent) who has a crush on both Traitor Don and Ted Cruz. Just had to say it.

I’m still stuck at the idea that it, jr., could have “friends.”

Exactly. Gather up the kids and fly something other than Air Gestapo.

A ten-month-old puppy? The proper response: “Okay, cunt, best turn this bitch around and have me dragged out by security ‘cause I’m not putting my puppy in the overhead. By the way, you’re a cunt. Did I already say that?”

See, that’s where there could’ve been a super-bonus twist: not to winnow out minorities but to track all those who “participated” in The Purge and winnow out ALL of them, in an effort thereby to neutralize and remove the “violence” gene from the population. I’m picturing a combination of “A Clockwork Orange” and…

I’m a mid-fifties with more than occasional thoughts of suicide, and the idea of outliving that piece of treasonous fucking shit is, for me, a great big carrot dangling from a stick.

Couldn’t help but notice, on beginning my trek through Russian in Duolingo, how much “Nana” (as in the dog) looks so much like “папа,” or “papa.” THE DOG WAS A RUSSIAN SPY!!!

Are you me?

Well, you just sit in the fucking corner and cry then. After you get your weepy ass out to vote, that is.

I’m just stopping the previous poster’s sentence before “regardless.”