My wife and I were at a bar, and were both checking messages on our phones. The server came up and said, "You're out together and not even talking!" I said, "We're sending porn to each other." She backed away with a delicious look on her face.

Here's the non-paywall version. floridapolitics.com/archives/769...

When are one of these gutless reporters going to tell him to go fvck himself.

Not one of those boats could have reached the US even if they were loaded stem to stern with fuel.

It's as if they live their entire career accompanied by a sitcom laugh track.

It would take over 3k gallons of fuel for that vessel to reach the USA.

What's the point? His replacement will be equally unqualified if not more so.

Secretary of Beer Pong.

I'd need some pretty iron-clad verification of this. So much fakery these days.

I hope Jack Smith takes a massive dump on the subpoena and sends it back in a plastic bag.

For fun, every Friday night they can play "FBI Informant Trivia."

I can't wait for this smarmy little weasel to get what he deserves, which is confiscation of his Hammer of Destiny.

I am giddy with delight at the thought of these clueless contractors will get what Trump always gives -- the shaft. Stiffing people out of what he owes them is a FETISH with him. It's maybe the last thing that sparks joy in his cold, dead soul.

I think he meant "Fatherland." Pretty sure he meant to say "Fatherland."