he dropped bombs on children and declared he hated “gooks”(thats an actual quote from him). When Trump dies, will you mourn him as well?

I understand your sentiment, but I just want to offer a different perspective. I’m a low-income person going through cancer treatments right now. I have student loan debt and now medical debt. I have a master’s degree, but I can’t work. I depend on healthcare from the state where I live, which luckily has covered much…

And he didn’t actually stick up for Obama. He said he wasn’t a Muslim or Arab (can’t remember his exact phrasing) and that he was a decent man. Muslim or Arab men and women can be decent and have every right to run for president.

Who appoints themselves mourning/tribute gatekeepers? Jesus, just give it a break for one day.

And just because he stuck up for Obama one time doesn’t negate any of the other shit he did.

I tend to agree with the substance of the criticism (to be clear: not the name-calling or other kindergarten tactics.) It is a fact: some people are generally sad whenever anyone dies: their family, their friends, people who benefitted from them in some way. That being said, I don’t see the point of offering more than…

And considering Trump’s penchant for bragging and bullshitting, this is perfectly on brand. He never stops trying project the image of himself as the wealthiest, most beloved and successful guy, the man of the hour of every hour. Hanging fake accolades on his walls, gold-plating everything with his name on it, every…

Or you could just not read the article? Seems a lot simpler than getting angry and leaving.

They seem to have washed their hands of show business altogether. I don’t know why they get snark for living their lives how they want.

If Male Tears was lemon Gatorade and tequila, shaken then strained over ice, and garnished with a tiny little paper fedora, I’d buy a round for the entire comment section!

Or with a splash of peach-blueberry vape juice (the worst one).

I wanted to capture the essence of Toxic Masculinity, which itself is a combination of intentional shittiness handcuffed to a complete lack of self-awareness.

I concur. The beverage makes Toxic Masculinity seem palatable. I’d have named it Energized Feminist Base or Sweet Misandry (bonus points because either name would rattle dipshit MRAs).

I wouldn’t have expected toxic masculinity to sound so delicious. I would have guessed something more like Tang mixed with sweat and female tears.

“In 2013, he sued Apple for selling him a computer (presumably the same Macbook he attempted to marry) without pre-installed pornography filters, which he claims led to an addiction and the dissolution of his marriage to an actual woman.”

Wow. It would be so much easier just to admit you’re gay, suck a cock, get over yourself and finally enjoy life.

I still can’t wrap my head around Blake and Gwen. She was married to a guy who used to hump guitars on stage. Now a country boy. What do they talk about??!

“...and THAT’S why you should never be a racist, xenophobic, classist asshole.”

Normally I don’t really get pulled into the whole celeb coupling thing. For reasons yet unbeknownst to me I really want this to happen. Seriously I’m responding on an intuitive level and I have no conceptual justification for my backing of the potential love between Drake and Serena. It just feels right.

The garter shit is tacky and a weird tradition “Here, have an intimate piece of my new wife’s lingerie! Who wants it?? Whoooo wants it?” Because in my country men fight to catch the garter. And then the guy that gets the garter dances with the girl who gets the bouquet. Gross and embarrassing.