It’s mind boggling to me that the richest man on the planet is an absolute fucking cashew.

Not even joking, but pretty much all traditional Italian American dishes are depression era food. Pasta with sauce is a basic as it gets. Escarole and beans soup is straight up “please sir, may I have some more?” level shit.

Fuckin’ Trump admin…

A fair and accurate assessment.

wtf am I lookin’ at here, though, gurl?

Glad at least ONE person caught that.

Hahaha, it’s one of my favorite images on the net. One of my friends sent it to me one day and pointed out how insane the whole premise was and we couldn’t stop laughing at the look on Karl’s face.

How about you activate deez nutz, Jack?

The crazy part about this image is that the guy that made it didn’t do so with the intent of creating satire. He believes this shit. And that makes it even more funny.

Hell yeah, friend. We shall celebrate in song at MAG! (I swear it!)

I’ll believe it if he approaches the podium with an awkwardly stuffed manila envelope.

See ya there!