I imagine them replying in a monotone voice. Like a good little cult of children would.

Yeah, well...he can afford good steak but then he has the life cooked out of it and then puts ketchup on it. Being able to afford the finer things does not make one actually appreciate them nor understand their purpose.

THIS THIS THIS THIS THIS! I do not understand this! If you believe God made all of this kick ass stuff in 7 days why are you so blase about protecting it?!?!?! Fuck!

For serious?!? Crap!

Just to be safe, I pee before and after. I know the after is the most important but dammit those UTIs are no fun at all!

Even my Dad, the die hard Bob Dylan fan, likes Bruno Mars.

I brush my hair every work day. Where’s my bonus?!

“One good speech” that was superficial and full of misstatements. The bar has been lowered far too low if there are that many people impressed by it.

Same. I thought I would love it. I’m quite meh about it.

I’m mad that I’m actually interested in trying this.

So sounding presidential while still not saying much of anything until he did and then those were proven to be false is where the bar is now for people to be impressed? That’s one seriously low bar.

I’ll snatch these up and read them as quickly as I did the Harry Potter books. Or quicker. Especially Michelle’s. I hope it is full of side eye.

Seriously. We’re just fucking it all up.

I’m amused that Down Detector is down.

So the case of who fucked up some award show envelopes now gets a formal investigation but 45s ties to Russia and his taxes gets nothing.

The entire thing is just so meh to me. No personality. No color. No life. Bleah.

“... so bland, white...”

Matches the former residents’ personalities, I assume.

She hangs out with a man that eats his steak well done and COVERED IN KETCHUP!! I don’t expect any level of professionalism, decorum, class, or sophistication from any of them. It’s all gross.

Same.

The man eats steak will done and with *gag* catsup. He literally doesn’t know jack or shit.