If it gets down to Hillary Clinton vs. Donald Trump, come November I’ll vote for Hillary so hard it’ll blow your hemp socks off and namaste your butt back to last Thursday.
This month, we’re gonna talk about two things: shenanigans and malarkey.
Contrary to whatever you thought before now, there is no upper limit on bald-butt ignorance.
Honey, I am stumped, baffled, perplexed, confused, and some other stuff that doesn’t even have a name yet.
Republican presidential nominee (cringing already, aren’t you?) Chris Christie is campaigning in New Hampshire this month, where he barely speaks the language.
What I’m fixin’ to tell you is dead-solid-perfect true, and so damn uncivilized that you’re gonna shake like a guy riding a three-legged horse.
Our Texas Legislature, in its dastardly wisdom, has decided that one of the biggest problems in Texas is that we don’t have nearly enough college-campus shootings.
It’s all about the plumbing, y’all. Houston’s November election has become all about taking a leak.
California has earthquakes, drought, and wildfires. Texas has Republican Congressvarmint Louie Gohmert. California does not want to trade.