I remember when Italians ended the war in Gaza by not going to work. That totally happened. That’s a great example of what point there is to it.

Sir Lancelot is asking your wife if she wants help in the kitchen.

Time is usually the factor. For myself it’s the same amount of time. But I don’t have to park the train, or clean it, or get it smog-tested, trust it to a valet, get pulled over for some crap, worry about a kid taking it without permission, and if we collide with a tractor-trailer, I survive.

That is the top half of a sesame-seed burger bun.

Old post, but I grew up in Newport News. It’s more than just an urban-rural divide: a Trump supporter is most likely to have never lived anywhere but their hometown.

Where have you been lately? Nobody says he didn’t mean it. They’re at the ghoulish glee stage-they’re saying all his horrible insults are hilarious, that they love it, that the journalists deserve to be fired, banished, or even jailed. We’re waaay past them defending it. They glorify it.

I’d love to show him what pain really feels like.