I’m not even gonna bother. Just gonna sip my tea.

What Pamela Geller must be thinking:

I imagine it would end like this:

Then they really should come to my parties. Me and my friends just push the furniture to the side and dance. We also have a gay dinner talking about our plans of ruining the fabric of American society. Our new book is out:

For future use:

PS:

Dear Brownback, your name’s a clue where you can leave your tip.

Correction: the amount of money made is higher than the 30 poorest countries.

Congratulations world. Y’all gave these two the GDP of the world’s 30 poorest countries COMBINED. I hope y’all are happy.

BWAHAHA come to the dark side.

Yup.

It’s called finals week. Eating pretty much everything that’s in my way, and cursing life.

I don’t think they can blame you. When it comes to lumpia, it’s first come, first serve, winner takes all.

One of my friends made the BEST Banana Lumpia ever. I'm all about that shit.

Was making Bulgogi and Kalbi.

Look, as long as you’re attractive, have a heartbeat, aren’t a douche, and can carry on a conversation, we’re good.

And another one: