Any apology that starts with a string of insults must be sincere, right?

I wonder if she knows who's president...

If anyone asks what a 'butter face' is, show them this picture.

...but the one with the cock in his upper chest is probably worse.

Kinda feel bad for the guy with a cock growing out of his thigh.

The Administration has to prove it-- prove there were drugs, prove they were headed to the US, prove that the Coast Guard couldn't have intervened with a non-lethal response.

Except for the raisins.
And the oatmeal.

And they wonder why we call them Notzies.

Sadly, she can sue you for that. You aren't allowed to discriminate on grounds of religion. LGBT people have no such protection on the Federal level.

It's only a bad thing if you were expecting a full blown circus.

Fell in love with him on The Good Place-- very fine actor, too.

Murdoch learned how to sell hate from Rush Limbaugh.

Walking meditations are ancient, where walking is part of the mantra to distract the monkey mind. It is not simply going for a walk, any more than the Shanti Mantra is humming a tune.

For Eeyore's birthday, Pooh brought him a pot of honey and Piglet brought a balloon. By the time they arrived, the honey had been eaten and the balloon popped. They gave them to Eeyore anyway, and he was delighted to have a pot and something (the deflated balloon) to keep in it.

I wonder if there's any clues in there about his 'suicide'-- always thought it was convenient for the establishment to have him out of the way.

Who is the deeply involved bald guy? He's so focused on Donny Two Dolls, while everyone else ignores the clearly distressed commander and chief. Loathsome as Trump is, I'm relieved *someone* cared.

Good as Mitcham was, Lillian Gish acts circles around everyone in this film with a simple, natural approach that feels completely real.

I think he's looking for his Tiananmen moment. I hope he doesn't find his excuse.