Remember when Republicans hated the idea of death panels?

He’s not fat, he’s just big wrapped.

When you’re rich, they let you do it.

And that’s what he said when he was president last time.

This time?

Using the military to put undocumented migrants in concentration camps. Not even trying to hide that fact.

FUCK EVERY SINGLE PERSON WHO TOLD ME TRUMP IS NOT GOING TO PUT PEOPLE IN CONCENTRATION CAMPS.

FUCK

ALL

OF

YOU.

The Trump boys at home.

“It’s either the women’s room or the floor. Your choice.”

Too bad they live in a for-profit healthcare system.

And Bill Griffith, creator of Zippy the Pinhead, put out a graphic novel about Ernie Bushmiller, Nancy’s creator, a couple of years ago. It’s incredibly good.

It’s sure about lying to people to fuck them over. At least it is at this late stage.

I do too actually, she’s in an online public school and she’s in art class right now.

But she doesn’t learn from the weatherman. She learns from real teachers.

I view it as a comedy writing exercise. Something I don’t get to do much now that I don’t do standup or make YouTube videos, so it’s mostly for my own enjoyment and I’m glad it makes others laugh. Thanks.

I’m glad there are multiple commenters treating this with the grim seriousness it deserves. Thank you all for pointing out the grave inaccuracies of the Satanic Menards theory. You’ve saved everyone a great deal of time.

My nearest independent book store is at least 70 minutes by car.

I’m guessing where you live has a far higher population than where I live.

You better hide that tracking somewhere out of the country because that data is as good as gone domestically.

Okay, I’ll support the independent bookstores in my town.

Let me know when someone decides to open one because right now my option is Books-A-Million.

Yes, I’m sure that was what did it and not the whole expecting people to vote for a black woman in an extremely racist patriarchy of a country thing.

This is somewhat off topic, but I cannot see the name of that food and not hear it pronounced “fooagrah” in my head thanks to Iron Chef.