Also, because we can’t say it enough: sorry for Bieber.

“I’ll go with Pompous Dicks for $1000"

OH FUCK NO. I’m not sure what my reaction would be to that, but it’s 100% certain it would be one of the following:

Good thing it’s not matcha either. We’d have to put an embargo on them for steel dumping.

Bradio took that asshole’s last sentence and now I am singing Merlan and Clover, over and over. I just can’t stop.

Long as it’s not tres leches. Would have to send it back where it came from.

They should have named it “Oreo sure you are not Muslim?”

I think carrot cake is too healthy (though I appreciate the orange reference). I think a Trump-cupcake would be more like a stale twinkie covered in a ganache made of melted circus peanuts and excessively studded with those metallic decorating balls.

What’s the culinary equivalent of a birth certificate? A recipe? I demand to see this cupcake’s recipe.

I bet this cupcake was born in Africa too.

Meanwhile the Trump Plane has stopped for a fresh pair of oars.

I want to write sonnets about those beautiful angry eyes!

Oh hell no

Exactly my thought “Do you really have such a glut of people there trying to commit marriage fraud that you needed to pass this law?”

The only thing he appears undecided on is whether to punch Trump in the jaw or in the nuts.

Lol. I really don’t think that guy was an undecided voter.

Jesse Watters could use a few swift kicks in the nuts. I volunteer my services.

Shimizu should have karate-punched Watters right in the jaw, followed by a swift kick in the nuts.