Me neither. They messed their sweats in anticipation of this, and— surprise, surprise!— it’s exactly the never-ending shit sandwich we knew and said it would be all along.

Oh I am here for it, too. And I am never going to let the Trumpanzees forget what they’ve one.

He knows she’s a keeper.

A massive stroke or an aneurysm would be nice. Something spectacular and very very final.

All Daddy’s money and you still uglier than a messy divorce, Eric. Sad!

I think you’re right. I hope it destroys him before it kills him.

You think the Trumpanzees care?

I hope it burns her up inside that she’s stuck in a waking Trumpian nightmare.

My new favorite epithet for these dumbfucks is “man, you guys are the sorest winners ever.”

I know a “mercurial” lady. She about bit my head off once or twice, but I’d still like a little of her time.

Either is plausible.

Calm down, Kim. It’s gonna be alright. Well I mean, it’s not going to be alright for you or your ilk. It’s not gonna be alright at all. But you know what I mean.

You are the hero we deserve.

I saw one on the highway. It stands out for sure.

Oh, that was before she took him behind closed doors and made him feel like the dumbshit he is. After that, he wouldn’t shake her hand at the Oval Office photo op.

I mean, I’ve also got an ‘85 Celica Supra with a home-built, high compression 3.0 under the hood. So I ain’t even mad.

Plant native wildflowers wherever you can. You’ll get bees, butterflies, and all manner of other awesome pollinators.

How dare you speak about the Paris of Appalachia in such a derogatory manner?

and chattel slavery. And the trail of tears.

Wow. Panther platform doesn’t fuck around.