“Trump Stump”

Can we combine these concepts into a screenplay about a group of evil ball-smashing feminist hags who develop a secret highly contagious black-magic-based bioweapon that will kill all men? We can call it “Coven 19.” I’m available to co-write.

I’m an actress, and after living through the nightmare of Me Too era scripts (think 21 y.o. Johnny FilmSchool writing a role reversal where the WOMAN is the harasser!!!), I’m now already seeing casting notices for screenplays about “Covin 19.” Because these dickheads can’t even spellcheck. I’m going to start killing…

I can’t help but think that the Republican/Evangelical “reopen everything already because FREEDOM” types are unwittingly providing data for many future generations of epidemiologists. I assume in the future doctoral programs will say “no more dissertations on the Republican response to social distancing and COVID-19…

Many top experts are saying all we need is Jezeus in our hearts right now to get through these trying times.

When did the Jezebel tops comments get so square?

Can they take legal action if I start calling myself “Reginald Viscount Molesworth”? ‘Cause that’s a damn fine title\name. 

I am perpetually gray so I’m almost certain you won’t see this but I just wanted to say that I love this so much.

When was in junior high, I used to stop by the feed store while walking home because they would let me snuggle the chicks

You can’t help anyone if you are completely burned out. You owe nothing to your coworkers. They will hire someone else.

Pin fails always make me laugh, this one in particular.

Yes, but that video is 20 years old! She’s been at the casino a long ass time.

Madonna already replied to requests to “stop”.

Yeah, sorry, it’s a weird health care industry way of saying it.

Before we all ragepoop our pants over the survey results, please, please, please take a deep breath and go read the rest of the survey.

I could never rise to Monica Lewinsky’s level of magnanimity.

She had a crappy place in history. But not pancreatic cancer crappy.

Cracker. 

And you’ve banged on about it at least 3 times.