The Republican party has now officially changed its name to the “Boot Lickers” as they go all in on The Don despite him instigating an insurrection!
“What it is” is The Don practicing a genocide of neglect.
“I don’t even own a Sharpie, so how could I have drawn on that weather map?”
The Chosen One thinks he and the evangelicals are protecting the Jews, but the evangelicals have something completely different up their sleeve.
Before the photo-op, Melania asked Don to hold the baby. He said, “I don’t do babies, and certainly not babies…like those”.
Barr decides his summary does America a favor claiming no one likes reading anymore.
William Barr lowers the bar so much that he deserves to get kicked out of the bar!
Colluding with Russia is bad, but having a white nationalist in the White House is the most corrosive part of The Don’s presidency.
One Session is gone and a blue wave will bring in a new session of Congress.
The Don is just so annoyed by the inconvenience of the bombs and the killing of Jews as he is desperate to resume his role as “White Nationalist-in Chief!”
Guess what, Roseanne? Ambien is not the cause of your racism, you are!
Trump, the great wannabe, turns out to be The Worst.
Is there anyone in the The Don’s administration not making money?
The Don’s disastrous year: A-Z, in verse.
If Roy Moore had won, McConnell would have had to create a version of Meghan’s Law for him.
The Don becomes increasingly delusional and dangerous for our country.
Trump pardon’s Sheriff Joe and asks Ivanka to manufacture pink underwear for men that say: Make America Nazi Germany!
Mr Tweet is a bloody mess!
The Golden Bowl, Henry James’s highly charged exploration of marriage, father-daughter relationships and adultery, (self-disclosure: I never finished it!) derives its title from Ecclesiastes 12:
Jason Chaffetz, who if you remember, was foaming at the mouth at the prospect of bringing Hillary down for ethics violations, has now raised the
Trump: All I hear about is how I never do press conferences. First, let me correct you on that. I have done more press conferences
Me and Bibi and are like bros, kibbutzniks. Not as solid as Putie and me, but pretty tight; and boy I am glad he is
Setting: Central casting for ISIS somewhere in a secret bunker in the Middle East. Time: The morning after “The Don’s” Muslim Ban. Scene: Three ISIS
In the classic Marx Brothers movie “Animal Crackers” Groucho plays Captain Jeffrey T. Spaulding, an African explorer. One of the memorable jokes finds Groucho saying: