In my household we have already cast 3 votes for sanity. We can only hope that others are quietly doing the same.
You know, he was at a church close to my neighborhood (in suburban Atlanta) earlier this week. That church looked just fine. It was painted a tan color with some darker accent color. About 2 weeks ago it was painted stark white.
Interesting.
I leik em too.
It’s free candy day, so yea.
So not “mail” enhancement? Dammit! I could use a check from Publisher’s Clearing House about now.
You have to install Prodigy first.
Anything that goes between you and the ground. Shoes, bed, tires.
Some people call him Les Reece
It sure is. There will be a cost associated with being there. Ticket purchase, a meet and greet with the former Cheeto in Chief, more money if you want a souvenir photo.
Guess my invitation was lost in the mail.
“I’m Kamala Harris and I approve this message.”
My GenX ass will be taking my Z’s to the polls with me!
Are you like, the LEDZeppelin?
Eye yam sofa king hard right now. I mean, it’s called a “love seat” right?
His people arranged it and told him to go, otherwise he would have never been there. Someone in his camp decided it was a good idea.
The Puritans were religiously oppressed into leaving England for the New World. That is what we were all taught as children. This kind of bullshit is why the English didn’t want them around anymore.
They spent the first 20 minutes dragging themselves. While it might sound cringe, it’s better that they can admit they (as a whole) fucked up last time and voted for the wrong candidate than not.