Come for the politics, stay for the snark.

Republicans are the party of chaos and catastrophe.

Today’s GOP: why go just far enough when too far is right there?

A thin legal pretext to veneer over their personal religious and political desires

I’m pretty sure there’s only one Jack Smith.

Ah, the different things are different argument.

Republicans don’t trust women.

Proof that we need a blogger ethics panel.

My years-long effort to drive family and friends away has really paid off this year.

Perhaps you mistook them for somebody who gives a damn.

Joe Lieberman disappointingly reemerged to remind us that he’s still alive.

It’s time for the GOP to dust off that post-2012 autopsy, completely ignore it, and light the party on fire again.

I see no possible difficulties whatsoever with this fool-proof plan.

Take hopelessness and turn it into resilience.

Despite his magical powers, I don’t think Trump is thinking this through, to be honest.

Fuck the extremist election deniers. What’s money for if not for keeping them out of office?

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

Happy indictment week to all who celebrate!

They love authoritarianism, but only when they get to be the authoritarians.

Good lord, these people are nuts.

Republicans do not pay their debts.

Is it negotiation when the other party actually wants to shoot the hostage?

When someone says they “love freedom”, rest assured they don’t mean yours.

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

Make the republican party small enough to drown in a bathtub.

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  4. 4.

    Uncle Bubba

    It’s called “state dependant memory.”
    That’s why retracing your steps works.
    Revving your engine as you’re going out is not the same state of mind as winding down, “Lucy, I’m home,” tossing your keys on the desk where they slid under the monitor. Memory is compartmentalized for easy reference, and incidently is why no one can remember that great joke that had everyone in stitches last night when you were all ripped.

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    DaveL

    They’re in your left hand, hanging from their ring between your briefcase and your coffee cup, where you put them when you remembered on the way to the car that you needed to take the garbage out. Or at least that’s where mine were.

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    the friendly grizzly

    It is caused by the same law that causes socks to disappear in clothese dryers, and come back as empty wire hangers in your closet.

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