But I don't WANNA live in Gilead!
@sweptashorejo
Dedicated introvert and snarky wiseass. (Hereditary.) Night owl. (Also hereditary.) Fascinated by nature and macro 📸 Talks to all animals. Shelter volunteer. Works with 🍯 🐝 🐝 Platelet donor (#cancersucks) FDT
This is why we need a ballroom. With these bad boys slapped onto every wall and column. Maybe under every chair.
Plausible, but I don't think Abe would give him the time of day.
Watch out, folks! The bustle is back on style.
All of this could have been prevented with one simple purchase:
This is me spoon feeding applesauce and pumpkin to a sugar glider. It was the highlight of my week.
Narrator: Huffman hits it out of the park! (You'd think the ex-gov of N.Dak. would be aware of his state's investment in renewable energy. I guess playing dumb is easier than having a spine and a soul.)
Aww, this makes me miss Most Extreme Elimination Challenge.
Grant started it. But that was the whiskey talking. 🥳
Courtesy of @meidastouch.com Yes, this absolutely looks like a group of people who just emerged from a potentially life-threatening event. 🙄
I have no problem with that. And neither does this goofball.
A friend of mine owns a black Sharpie and knew how to use it -- for the sign she'll be carrying tomorrow. I love it.
Not to be confused with the OG ayatollah, "Grumpy" Khomeini.
Hmmm... he reminds me of someone... who is it... oh, right.
He wandered to a window and admired his construction pit. We got to see the architecture of his gossamer hair. What's he using for that dome? Fake spider web? Cotton candy? Dryer lint?
He probably thinks the rock is "real" and that it and the portico should be dipped in gold.
Just remember, folks... (And never subject your child to a Mar-a-Lago "Santa" call. Gah!)
Speaking of classic comedy, Susie is about half a click away from full-on Phyllis Diller.
I can feel it in my (living) bones; Felon 47 wants *this* for his earthly remains. All in "gold." Turn Mar-a-Lago or Trump Tower into a huge f'ing mausoleum. With an admission fee, of course.
I snagged my hand on some wire; this is not a symbol of solidarity with FDT. But it got me thinking; shouldn't the panty liner ear bandage cultists now be wearing band-aids and/or concealer and/or cosmetic hand bruises? Be better, weirdos.
I'm tempted. I'm also terrified that it would go all Chucky on me.
Wednesday is the best day of my week, every week.
It was me; I openly spied on his phone via a clever disguise. The phone did absolutely nothing.
Quiet please. The maestro is weaving a masterpiece.