Another difference is that Colbert is actually funny.

Forgotti.

If I was a TSA worker my sense of humor would be at the bottom of a deep, deep well. I cannot imagine dealing with that much stupid+entitlement on a daily basis.

When I think of bath salts, I think of the guy who ate the other guy’s face off while on bath salts. #bestweddingever

Yeah. I’m ten years younger than this lady, and the very idea of spending that much time with a 23-yr-old dude [who reads The Secret, ffs) is just uuuuuggggh. And one who writes “anywho” instead of the PROPER, CORRECT “anyhoo”? Helllll no.

No shit?!? I once had a long distance relationship after I got someone else’s telegram while on a I was changing trains. The telegraph operator keyed it in wrong in Virgina as I was heading out to the Spanish controlled California territories and just as I got over the Mississippi there was a message for Miss.…

I bet she knew exactly what she was doing texting this young man. Dear Prudence’s Facebook stalker has ruined me!

I’m confused by the notion that Waffle House gets any business that isn’t between the hours of 11 PM and 6 AM.

Tsk, tsk. Everyone knows leaving your gun outside is like eating waffles with a side of emasculation.

He’s 23. I think the endless energy in the sack would make up for it.

But he’s a 23 y.o. who says “anywho.”

Damn, hooking a 23-year-old in your 50s. Way to go, girl!

This isn’t new, it’s just new technology. Back in the day, I sent a carrier pigeon who ended up getting lost and flying west instead of east, and the result was a beautiful, long, sustained pigeon-exchange. We celebrated our seventeenth anniversary in August.

I love her response that her mother taught her better than that... her mother, Ann Richards, governor of Texas.

His point being that cancer kills, and we could “quadruple” cancer spending if we only defunded Planned Parenthood.

Man, I hate it when it sands in the winter, and I have to wait for the roads to be cleared before I can drive. I hate shovelling sand in the driveway, too. THough I love making sandmen, and having sandball fights...

“What’s homo milk? Is this milk from GAY COWS?!” he demands, utterly* seriously, even angrily.

I just know that at some point before I die I'm going to see a package of hamburger with a warning label "Contains meat." and it's going to be because of one of these idiots.

Like. I fucking hate these people. I am pro-choice because I hope I never am in a situation where I want or need an abortion. Fuck this guy. Fuck him and everyone who thinks this way.

This is really shaking my faith in the intellectual honesty of the Tea Party.