Two things: the explosion of alternate realities in various forms from D&D to online fantasy worlds to television to AI, and zero connection to Earth.
Factor in Hassan i-Sabbah a thousand years ago observing that "The chains of The Law are broken, everything is permissible."
Stir.
He can't comment on that because... he might get into trouble? He might incriminate himself? Because he might look stupid? Well, he's already batting a thousand so why not comment? By the time they get him into court he'll ruled unfit to stand trial anyway!
Always without a thread of evidence. Show me the beef Teddy, a little proof would go a long way. But you haven't got any, just more smoke, right?
Crosby, Stills & Nash - South Cross album cover featuring the three of them on a yacht.
I think I catch your drift, and this comes straight to mind.
His parent's failed him.
Shee-it. Like they would murder their own children by the score just so they could blame it on President Bawbag Jobby-lozenge.
Marco Van Snikkel is a self-absorbed dorkus maximus who should go back to where he came from.
I leave all the clocks where they were except one over the sink in the kitchen. I stick to the old rhythm, and just use the Summertime Time to make sure I know when the stores open and close. Just the one schedule to manage that way, and the cat gets his breakfast when he wants!
With some luck one of them will be Hegseth.
Looks like the other guy is trying to catch up with Duffy to check his pockets for stolen silverware.
Projecting again. Isn't there anybody who can coax him into a straight jacket?
I think it's safe to say that the Pretender-in-chief has no idea generally speaking, the pompous prick.
I want to know what's in their pre-nup. I'm betting it's highly transactional and water-tight. And I want to know what she's on to manage her delusional state, associated guilt, and other emotional vacillations.
"And don't forget to build something beautiful in its place."
-- Harold Hedd
Didn't show up for Jesse Jackson because he would have had to take his hat off. What a crawling piece of shit that guy is.
Butter side up, or butter side down. My friend Phil said years ago that the goddamned Sons Of Abraham would be the death of us all with their pompous splitting of hairs and puffed up strutting around. Fundamentalism is ugly, don't matter a toss whose it is.
It's Sat-ur-day night!!
Neo-Pharisees. The self-righteous bastards don't even have an inkling that their god doesn't know who they are.
Nice color match on the foundation she uses... that she trowels on like drywall mud. She doesn't look a day under 58.
You have to remember Duffer speaks like he's about eight, which means he's thinking at about that level too. EQ: he's a three year old.
It's just a posh, $400M grader shed.
Trump's distorted face Photoshopped onto Diane Arbus's famous photograph of a boy standing in a park holding a toy grenade.
Presciently Shooped by the Otterwa Bureau Chief... in 2017. Much respect to Diane Arbus and her work.
credit: Diane Arbus
Uh huh, sure. So far so good eh Stephie? Somebody show this guy the stage door.
And a good caning, several of them. On television during prime time.
She ain't gone, she just got a lateral promotion for being loyal. And for being a stone cold beotch.
Hard on the heels of Noem getting the bum's rush (I wonder how Corey's taking it), I look forward to Whiskey Pete's return to the Harwood Arms for endless Dr. Pepper shots while he brags to nobody about how he's a real man's man.
Does thoughts and prayers apply to those schoolgirls who got bombed? I kinda doubt it. Selective sincerity only applies where membership has a privilege.
