This. I remember reading an account from an American ex-pat who moved to a small French village. She would walk about the place smiling at her neighbors, who were perplexed. Finally, when she got to know them better, one of her neighbors told her that they all thought “Who is this person, grinning like an idiot all…

He always looks so miserable. :(

The bone-spur struggle is real!

The VF article that mentions the Hitler speeches has probably been linked before but is worth a read:

ik,r? Weird side hug is weird.

It looks like some fancy-shmancy layout thingy, but I can’t get it to work on my elderly iPad using this Dolphin browser. Ah well.

What new button? Where? I don’t see it!

I hope she’s that bright. But look who she’s hung her hat on....

I’m going overseas in a couple of days to meet in-laws for the week, and it’s going to be awkward talking about this ORANGE SACK OF SHIT.

I’m telling you now: Hope Hicks won’t flip. She wants to be Mrs. Donald Trump 4.0.

I get fundraising emails from Franken all the damn time (got one this morning, in fact) and for political fundraising emails, they are usually fun to read. Sometimes they feature his kids, or his wife Franny’s favorite recipe. And don’t Google the Brazilian jumping spider!

OMG — y tho? Why is his wife there?

And his tiny hands are unnervingly close to her bosom. (And why are *her* eyes closed?)

God, I miss Television Without Pity. People could snark on the most obscure bits of broadcasts (infomercials! local tv ads! that weird reality show that was on for two episodes before it got yanked!).

Oh god — I’m so sorry this happened. Are there any victims rights/resources in your local area?

Why didn’t she bring a horse into the studio and interview it?

Sunscreen, Goldie, sunscreen!

I have saddle shoes and whatever else I can through together.

You don’t own one? D:

The commenter Rude Negro and I have been on this story since yesterday.