Look into my eyes. You are getting very sleepy. You want to give me your wallet. You want to smoke marijuana. You feel your brains seeping out of your ears as you look into my eyes. You are getting weaker, weaker, weaker….
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Come for the politics, stay for the snark.
Putting aside our relentless self-interest because the moral imperative is crystal clear.
When do we start airlifting the women and children out of Texas?
The line between political reporting and fan fiction continues to blur.
It’s easier to kill a dangerous animal than a man who just happens to have different thoughts/values than one’s own.
“The difference between stupidity and genius is that genius has its limits.”
I am pretty sure Katy Tur wasn’t always such a bootlicking sycophant.
Come on, media. you have one job. start doing it.
Damn right I heard that as a threat.
It’s easy to sit in safety and prescribe what other people should be doing.
Republicans are the party of chaos and catastrophe.
Something needs to be done about our bogus SCOTUS.
Give the craziest people you know everything they want and hope they don’t ask for more? Great plan.
Bark louder, little dog.
Donald Trump, welcome to your everything, everywhere, all at once.
We’re not going back!
Of course you can have champagne before noon. That’s why orange juice was invented.
Anyone who bans teaching American history has no right to shape America’s future.
Live so that if you miss a day of work people aren’t hoping you’re dead.
Wake up. Grow up. Get in the fight.
Optimism opens the door to great things.
Never forget that he train is barreling down on Trump, even as he dances on the tracks.
Proof that we need a blogger ethics panel.
He seems like a smart guy, but JFC, what a dick!
🎶 Those boots were made for mockin’ 🎵
