This seems like one of those ideas that someone pitched to the Mayor as a splashy policy that would generate a lot of “tough love” good publicity, but lord will it have massive amounts of unforeseen (or completely foreseeable from some peoples’ points of view) consequences. For instance; disabled children won’t get a…

Well, that’s just stupid.

My favorite thing about these people is that, in the Bush years, they were threatening violence on anyone who didn’t kiss American soil every morning for the privilege of living there. Literally - like my coworker who told me in so many words (he being a big angry dude and me being a much smaller female person) that…

Quite Hitler-esque, no? Don’t know what else I was expecting. Seeing America associated with something so clearly tinged with fascist undertones is pretty jarring though.

Saw a new car in my parking lot. Truck, Arkansas plates, “One nation under GOD” “MAGA” and (my favorite) “Info Wars” bumper stickers.

I thought we were the ones buyin’ a caravan?

Not sure McGregor even has the edge in incomprehensible gibberish.

Jalike dags?

Caravan.

I forgot his other advantage: a team of Irish travelers will run in to stand him up if he gets knocked through the ropes

The fact that his contract demands for the fight included an RV with very specific decor should be concerning.

What he lacks in style and technique he makes up for in a superior corner team, fashion sense, nicotine intake, and incomprehensible gibberish.

I want to cuddle it. With chainmail gloves.

Ain’t that the damn truth. I hate when I labor to make something delicious and I’m like “they’re going to love this!!” And then we sit down to eat and they might as well be eating a hamburger from McDonald’s. It does something to me. 😪

I love Teddy!

Came to say exact thing. Was going to snark about porcupine-fucking congressman (WTF) but that image of adorable baby porcupine pushed that thought out of my mind (at least for a minute and these days that’s something)

OMG

make sure you have your swooning couch handy:

Right? I struggle to get people to say yes or no when I ask them to dinner, let alone be that excited.

Stop it. I can’t handle it.