That ranking is much too high for this donut. I had one last week, and it’s cloyingly sweet, with a bright candy-like taste. I wouldn’t say strawberry, but I could see the comparison to those strawberry wrapper candies every grandmother would collect in a bowl.

are you like 14? this happens with: all presidents.

I would like them to apologize for helping to create the monster.

I want more than anything to find out.

I always assumed this had more to do with tough-guy posturing, both in a “look at how I can take this gross thing and shrug it off” and in a “I have no time for frivolous things like food that’s enjoyable to eat, I have incessant working out to do” kind of sense than with any special nutritional benefits of choosing…

Bill Crystal has the kind of comedy that didn’t age well, though it slayed at The Oscars when he was hosting.

Billy Crystal was great for a while. Every bit as good as Carson, and with more range.

Oh, they “treated him very badly,” “treated him badly” they did!

“You’re the president. Don’t you think you’re accountable to the American people?”

That’s the whole thing. It is so clear that the answer is “no,” and - though obviously there is no lack of disqualifying characteristics, statements, and actions here - that is disqualifying in and of itself.

everything this moron has done the past...month? Year? screams “him”. His advisors have probably given up even saying their advice out loud, hoping he’ll hear it and follow it, because he’s in full “follow his gut” mode and that makes me happy, because if he’s not listening to anybody else then the ONLY way he’ll be…

It’s not that they asked Joe Biden easy questions so much as when Joe Biden gets asked a tough question he doesn’t visibly fold like a damn card table.

I’ll never understand the macho bullshit that’s behind eating competitions. there’s no reason to brag that you can eat as much as 10 people in a sitting.

My toilet got clogged just reading this.

“Interesting” is my go-to answer when I really don’t care at all about what someone is telling me.

The internet has made writers out of people who don’t have much to say or don’t know how to say it. “Lacking” is my pet peeve (lacking what?!), and I see it in freakin’ headlines.

I’m living for the day when Gugu Mbatha-Raw and Lady Gaga attend the same awards event so the host can recreate the Uma-Oprah bit with “Gugu. Gaga. Gaga. Gugu”...

While they’re at it, the goobers could also bone up on Smith’s Wealth Of Nations, especially the part where he advocates for a strong regulatory state.

That was always my Mom’s adjective for anything she found unusual or just didn’t get. “Oh, it was interesting.” “Well, that was interesting.” It was more a qualification than a criticism. 

It’s still insane to me that people still give stock to lobbyists even though they are almost universally derided. The meat lobby gives zero total fucks about consumer “confusion” (not to mention the health and safety of the people and planet). Any more than the milk lobby does.