Come for the politics, stay for the snark.

The revolution will be supervised.

Some judge needs to shut this circus down soon.

Pessimism assures that nothing of any importance will change.

Thanks to your bullshit, we are now under siege.

“And when the Committee says to “report your income,” that could mean anything!

Come on, man.

But frankly mr. cole, I’ll be happier when you get back to telling us to go fuck ourselves.

He really is that stupid.

Yeah, with this crowd one never knows.

Damn right I heard that as a threat.

Anyone who bans teaching American history has no right to shape America’s future.

Insiders who complain to politico: please report to the white house office of shut the fuck up.

A snarling mass of vitriolic jackals

This year has been the longest three days of putin’s life.

The republican caucus is already covering themselves with something, and it’s not glory.

Let’s delete this post and never speak of this again.

Battle won, war still ongoing.

Incompetence, fear, or corruption? why not all three?

Our job is not to persuade republicans but to defeat them.

I’ve spoken to my cat about this, but it doesn’t seem to do any good.

If you tweet it in all caps, that makes it true!

Republicans can’t even be trusted with their own money.

So it was an October Surprise A Day, like an Advent calendar but for crime.

Russian mouthpiece, go fuck yourself.

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  1. 1.

    Brandon

    How about a law that describes the tendency of posters to insult people involved in a discussion on a thread.

  3. 3.

    Barney Gumble

    Sniglet: A word created by a very early 1980’s comedy show on HBO, by that comedian Rich Something, who you still see once in a while, and the words seemed so memorable at the time but turned out not to be, but at least Stewart Pankin got a couple movie roles, like uh, in Fatal Attraction.

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    David Perron

    That was Rich Little.

    The only sniglets that come to mind are:

    flen: that black, crusty deposit around the mouth of a ketchup bottle.

    doork: someone who unfailingly attempts to exit through the same door you’re trying to enter through. Or something.

  7. 7.

    Sweet Lou

    And I think you (John Cole) made an excellent comment (whackos are all of our problem) which lifted the thread out of that morbid body count morass and steered it on a saner and more illuminating path.

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