Ailes can prep him, but he can’t make Donald a better person with thicker skin. All Hilary has to do is poke him, just a little, and watch him lose his shit. He can’t keep to talking points when he gets irked.

Nope, it was Bette Middler, Kathy Najimy, and SJP. Hocus Pocus is one of my all-time faves so I will say without reserve that she was not in it.

Oh lord no! Shit! I feel like I hatefully rickrolled myself.

I loved Hillary on SNL with Kate Mckinnon. It really showed Hillary’s ability to laugh at herself, be poked about her politics, and also Kate is my tv wife.

Bless you for introducing this to me. Holy shit this is hilarious.

How fucking bad at your job to you have to be that your solution to a mentally disabled man sitting in his truck minding his own goddamn business, with someone ON HAND to help you diffuse the situation, is to murder him? Jesus fucking Christ the entire police force needs to be disbanded from top to bottom, and put…

TBH all the most recent of Beiber’s music videos have made me want to nominate them as my ideal dance party lesbian sleepover soundtrack.

Not sure if more common or we’re just finally hearing about all the murders from state to state because of the internet and the global connectivity. But also, yeah, I think there are more shootings of black people than there used to be.

I got 999 problems but jumping on this hashtag in a satirical manner ain’t one.

My friend actually said to a service guy, “Don’t walk away, I’m not finished with you yet,” in a very loud voice. Which for me, being just a wee pup, was so embarassing I nearly crawled into the centre of the earth, but you know what? He came the fuck back and she got the service she wanted.

He stole it from a feminist analogy about rapists. The bowl of skittles was “all men” and the three poisoned one were rapists. Now tell me not all men.

I just don’t understand women who date cops.

It’s an everywhere thing. I’ve never heard anyone describe that sort of space as a crawl space, because a crawl space is a totally different thing.

Buckle the fuck up kids cause this one is weird. My buddy and sometimes casual shag, let’s call him Dave, was manager of a pub and lived in the flat above it. It was late, he offered to let me stay over, but I was tired and didn’t want to have sex so i declined. After waiting for an hour a cab (no phone with which to…

Probably my favourite description of this whole mess was something like: Area woman very bad at being a reporter.

Wait...so...the president of the United States...is...from...the United States?

Pretty sure she meant someone running a train on someone else, but with Cher? who even knows.

All their music sounds exactly the same to me, but at least Candy has an ass she can twerk with. Lord. Those other two are flat as pancakes. I tried out a Lil Debbie video for the first time and it made me sad in my heart. Girl, sit down.

Honestly, I’d rather have had this insanoid email from my freshman year roommate than the relatively normal one I got. If I’d known ahead of time she was a lunatic, I could have been spared a lot of grief and misery. At least Winnie and Guistinnia know that Ashly (where did the final e go?! Did she destroy it one day…

I got bottom bunk because sometimes I sleepwalk when I’m stressed and I’ve walked off of top bunks before and hurt myself. It never happened in uni (as far as I know) but it has happened before. Turning weird straw into bottom bunk gold!