They did! I tweeted that I was literally green with envy that I couldn’t attend or afford the new coffee table book, so maybe the Chrischanukwaanza fairies will be good to me this year. I’ve lived through a year of Trump, goddamn it! Shower me with Zombie goodness!

I’ll have to bite the bullet and travel to see them. The closest they’ve ever gotten to me was...Kansas City?

I’d pick the Zombies, but since my parents are fans, and a good deal of the other fans are the same age as the band (late 60s/early 70s), I guess there won’t be a lot of procreating going on. Then again, fuck kids--I was one once, and I was terrible! Who wants that?

We...don’t have much here.

It is literally crackers and ketchup (or catsup) with Provel “cheese.” We can’t even have real cheese on a “St. Louis Style” “pizza.” Provel is as fake as American “cheese,” yet somehow smells and tastes worse!

You would think that it’d be Trump watching “not my mom” movies, but nope, it’s Cruz!

Meh, so are a lot of politicians, yet we can never get them on it.

I’ve looked at those photos as well as the OJ ones. If you feel like she should never get out, fine. If you feel like she should get out, fine. Alls I know is I wouldn’t want to have to make that decision.

OK, fine. You want them to starve? Is that what your God would want? Meh, fuck it. It IS what YOUR God would want. I hope you starve and are eaten by even hungrier jackals and wild dogs.

I’m trying to think of a time when I would’ve been familiar with all the up and coming/popular artists (I’m 41.)

It makes the asshole politicians triply shitty. And they WILL FUCK THIS UP.

If we hadn’t been inundated with Pizzagate and all that other stuff, I would say, “Meh. He’s crooked—like LBJ, Nixon, JFK and every other president ever.” However, when it looks like borscht, tastes like borscht, and walks like borscht, it’s borscht and I hope the Trump Towers collapse in a pile of collusion and money…

For all the answers below about how porn is misogynistic, just turn lesbian. Problem solved! /s

Trust me. I was once 12, and I knew damn well what racism was, especially in the Podunk, MO town I live in. (St. Louis!) You just...know sometimes.

I don’t get this. If it’s a little enough girl (or one that has no hips, like me), she gets the boys’ pants if no others can be found. No, they may not be pink, but dammit, no (imaginary) daughter of mine is going around in Daisy Dukes. That shit didn’t fly in 1980, and it sure as hell doesn’t fly today. I seriously…

If you mean “Your team President: A jealous babyman high on something” (Tenuate, bathtub meth, powdered cocaine, medical grade cocaine) then yes, it’s everyone’s favorite dictator in training, #DerFury, aka Donald Trump.

Empty hydrocodone bottles rattling and empty Imo’s boxes littering the streets...

I remember that rule too, in fact, I learned it way back in the dinosaur days of 1981 (when I “graduated” from kindergarten). Each graduate was to shake the principal’s hand, so the month before, I learned about firm handshakes, how women should offer their hand first, etc. (I also learned how easy it is to offer your …

Get government out of EVERYTHING. Hope you like walking on fucked up roads, ‘cause cars, buses, trains? All that shit has a part of the government in it. Oh, and the roads. Then there’s the food and medicine you may eat/take. But I’m sure you’re fine with dying of whateverthefuck due to improperly processed food!

Dude looks like a janky Marty Allen. Why he’s challenging ANYONE to ANYTHING besides a pie or hot dog eating contest is beyond me.