So if you're there for 5 minutes, it seems like Southerners are much nicer, but you can't tell if they're really nice or they're just acting that way for fear of what you might do if they say how they really feel. It's no coincidence that "bless your heart" is Southern for "F--- YOU!"

"Massholes" are the kindest people I've ever met, once they get it out. A Bostonian friend is a friend for life. New Yorkers are actually sweet if you take the time to get past the surface. Meanwhile Southerners are all surface level nice, because they have to worry if you're packing. (2/n)

You can keep the donkey. I want 3 million dollars and a puppy. Oh, and a nap. The puppy and I can both take a nap.

You know his biggest tell that he's lying?

His lips move.

Some of us remember when they were the team that couldn't win for anything.

I don't know about you, but I rarely ever had time to proofread, and on the few occasions that I did I needed the sleep.

His rally material stopped evolving during is first reign. In his recent campaign he would largely rehash old material. So I think he stopped learning about how to play an audience.

Maybe if gay people felt safe to go there we would.

Yes, but we've known that since he came down the golden escalator. Tell us something we didn't know.

They're not going to release anything. The reason they announced an investigation of Hair Furor's political opponents is so they can claim that all the documents are being used in an active investigation and release nothing.

I think that if she really has them, is unconscionable that she hasn't released them.

They won't release anything. They announced a criminal investigation of Hair Furor's political opponents so they can use it as an excuse and release nothing because it's all "being used in an active investigation."

Or until you visit Costco.

He spontaneously denied it was the brain.

Therefore it was the brain.

It's worse than that. He already had it done. He observed what part of him was in the machine. So either he's so far gone to dementia that he can't remember, or he is lying about it.

Where is this magical place and can it accommodate the entire population of Massachusetts?