Washington DC. Aside from the obvious, just trying to drive into DC makes you think that perhaps you could get off on a technicality or plead insanity.

Thank fucking Christ he’s old and will be dead soon. That’s all I’m holding onto right now.

Well I haven’t experienced this level of disappointment since childhood.

There’s no goddamn way anyone let them on an international flight without a valid US passport.

That’s a fair assessment. However, I personally, am at my limit of awful things I’m able to carry around with me currently. Best I can muster is a “fuck this silly hat wearing asshole” at present.

Ah well good thing I don’t particularly give a shit what some guy in an (admittedly) awesome party hat thinks about me, as a vagina owner.

I refer to him as, “Voldemort lookin’ motherfucker”

Honestly, they’ve become my uniform. Comfort - ✔️ Full range of motion - ✔️ Full coverage - ✔️

High waist compression leggings are my go-to. Even when I’m cycling you can’t see the top of whatever underwear I chose to wear that day.

I make things in my spare time so I don’t tell people to go to hell during my work time. These things are not quite the same.

That, uh, was definitely a hard ‘r’ there. Jesus Christ.

It’s captivating, really. I can’t stop looking at it.

It’s a lot like trying to pick up a turd by the clean end.

I regret to inform them that that’s not how that works.

Yeah, I’m keeping that.

Looks like that one in the background is next.

He always looks so confused in his photos.

Pardon the fuck?

Bone Spurs McShart can only buy one of those medals like his buddies the Adelsons did so of course he thinks it’s better.

It’s just sunk cost fallacy all the way down.