You sit with the acrid taste of his diarrhea in the back of your throat and you still get left on the decoy plane.

I know I’ve been quiet here but I still hope he dies today.

We moved on from Kristi Noem’s husband’s big titties too quickly.

I’ve long thought Bernie Sanders should join Parliament. Not the governing body, the band. I just feel like he has some beautiful funk inside that yearns to be expressed.

Not relevant, but he’s objectively so physically repulsive, so truly ugly in every sense of the word. From his pathetic face - the way that it is aging, sliding down the grim plane of his disgusting body to the manner and content of his words. Only a man who has done great wrong can look so bad.

We must make sure that every once and former ICE agent lives in fear for the rest of their lives. May it never be over for them.

He can’t even stay awake while his ass is being fervently kissed. We are near the end.

He is dying. It’s clear to see. But he will drag us all down before he goes. He will starve as many children as possible and separate all the families he can. He will fill his already fat pockets with money meant for disabled veterans and the unhoused. He will spread misery until his last breath.

No matter what he cancels he can’t cancel himself off the Epstein list.

They’re closing hospitals to open concentration camps.

He doesn’t know what the fuck he’s doing.

He’s not playing chess. He’s playing Russian Roulette.