Actually, part of Trump’s personality dysfunction is that he can’t stand being made light of. That’s why he attacks people who actually know and can do stuff: he KNOWS he doesn’t know what they know, and can’t do ANY of the things they do. Like…govern.
OMG, WHO KNEW!!?! OK, America….start laughing!
When I was younger than Phoebe, pony tails on girls were HUGE. That plus a fixation on all things western (especially horses) made me REALLYREALLYREALLY want a pony tail. One day some kind relative sent me winter hat that had….A PONY TAIL!!!! (well, really, it was a long tassle in back). I irritated the heck out of my mother, who wanted me to be a cute little ’50s girl, by wearing that hat EVERYWHERE.
Oh come ON….we just got over this in “Over the Hedge”….
THANK YOU! The world is already upside-down. I come here for some sanity and perspective. (I know….sad, sad. But there it is.)
Oh my — dog heaven! (um, minus the Nessun Dorma).
NObody does cozy like Georgia!
Did I mention how much I hate good-byes??
“Ah! Yes, sir; that would be our signature line of Road Kill, Scents for the Gents.”