I think everything Donald does is driven by a surface hatred of Obama, and a much deeper desperate need to be Obama.

Beargahzi!1!1

Don’t kneel, don’t capitulate, never give up, never surrender, but above all else stand.

Ireland checking in all my hopes, dreams, love and prayers to every fuckng war goddess I can think of go to you.

Why I am marching today (See you soon, NYC!):

KellyAnne is terrible, but you can be terrible and still see that coat design is EVEN MORE TERRIBLE. Everything about this coat is a sin. I can’t deal with the fact that she apparently looked at it and went, “USA!” Even though Gucci flat-out said “It’s a reference to London.” And there is no way to make a bright red…

Looks like he hunts people for sport.

Hillary is such a class act.

I hope thats the hand she wipes her ass with, and sneezed on before touching him.

1) OOH! INSPECTOR CHAFFETZ IS ON THE CASE! SOMEONE GET HIM HIS DEERSTALKER, PIPE, AND MAGNIFYING GLASS!

It was a lovely poem:

Of course it’s Tiffany’s box.

Or so misinformed that you don’t know Obamacare is the ACA. I still have difficulty believing many people actually didn’t know that.

“He actually gave up more money, more power, more prestige, more position than he will have”

“fervent supporter of organizations like PETA”

It’s silly because a dog would never be reincarnated, they’re perfect beings already.

I will never ever ever see this movie. There aren’t enough nevers and evers for me to express just how emphatic I feel about not seeing this movie.

I sobbed uncontrollably when I saw the commercial. SOBBED. Now, I’m filled with rage. Rage and sorrow. Thanks a lot, Universal. You Dicks.

He is actually so handsome it’s ridic.

Just came here to say: Damn, Obama looks fine in that leather jacket.

Hopefully the same person who suddenly came to his or her senses just as he was about to tweet a picture of himself with a bucket of fried chicken with the caption “Happy MLK day! The best fried chicken and watermelon are made in Trump Tower Grill! I love the blacks!”