Guess it's time to get serious about Kaliningrad.

I am looking forward to his joining the East Wing.

It's about oil, isn't it. And the dollar. Nothing to do with fentanyl that Venezuela doesn't produce. Why does government become a contest in fabulous lying?

And whose land JD is brokering to Chinese buyers.

Factory sealed, or some shit like that. As I read.

And you can't change your own oil.

One of the more slappable faces on earth. Jared.

Tell Kelsey Gramophone. The maroon.

Be daunting to make a list of who doesn't like him.

You forgot pedophile. Don't forget pedophile. And rapist. And fraud. Maybe onanist. I'll stop there.

They have been selling it at Dickeys. Something's different, though. Maybe it's the prizes.

You and I could be related. I got the whole wheat when Dunkin made them. Always look for plain cake and French.

AOL?! Never. And it's 'mixtape'.

Follow the money to the private prisons. Get a really noice hotel room for that much.

Senior here. Basic smartphone functions I got in my 40's. So for the last 35 years I've been using what I need, and yet I piss & moan about how every medical appointment needs a portal and password. Spam & fraud? Bring them on. They hate it when I keep them on the line for 30 minutes.

Slim would approve.

Before we push its half-completed but still fully garish shell down and truck it to the Mar-A-Loser landfill and private school voucher repository. Where plastic surgeon's mistakes will cheerlead the chorale that Kid Rock wrote on a golden toilet. All of this seems possible, n'est-ce-pas?

You didn't mention how he gave up his balls in that cabinet meeting. And does daily in order to love up to his trump-given nickname of 'Little Marco'.