If I said every hour of every day for the next year that Joni Ernst can go fuck herself, it wouldn’t be often enough.

If “The Breakdfast Club” had a sequel, it would be called “Breakfast Club 2: Lunch is Served”

It’s a hotline placed on the Rio Grande Gorge Bridge- reach out if you’re in crisis

Not to worry… The guilt lasts forever

This is the way

I didn’t think it would be so sloppy

I don’t have any questions, but I think it’s awesome that you have a snake guy

He’s reviled everywhere

Wankpanzer

That’s lookin’ a little rough

I must know

“Kitchen” is my safe word

Beautiful

In an extremely unlikely coincidence, the local population also refer to their planet as K2-18b.

A beautiful American city often maligned by the right wing

This is apparently what I have in common with John Scalzi.

Getting old is the second worst.

Oh, I know.

That was just a moment of misplaced optimism.

Can’t fix the past. But we can try to fix the future.

That’s beautiful.
Kind of miss that view.

There’s some interesting stuff hidden between the thirst

We must talk of the Wing

Fruitless? Nay. Fruit-more.

Feels very “storm’s a-comin’” out there today.

Behold, the crotchety old sporkwielder.

I screamed into the void and the void screamed back.

Long story short, I’m meeting the void for coffee after work on Thursday.

But what warnings were there that the alcoholic B-grade tv host with nazi tattoos would be a problem?

If we are what we eat, I am composed of coffee, donuts, and curry.

That’s a big ass flag