I'm in the middle of a purge. We've been in this house since 2001 and it's amazing how much crap we've accumulated.

It turns out being a moron doesn't play well is court. Who knew?

I don't regard him as a serious sports commentator.

Yet

Where's the douchebag with the brain worm that's supposed to be overseeing this?

I'd skip meals to eat at Creole Creamery.

Perfect!

Love NOLA. Where have you eaten?

Buy it from whom? Oh that's right, the insurance companies that have been ripping us off. My bad.

He understands absolutely nothing. No reason to listen to this gibberish.

Maybe I've been retired for too long. On a trading desk we never thought about door dash unless it was for lunch.

Ran up the prices so he could be a hero. He'll fail miserably but that's the way the deranged think.

Nero?

Groceries are way down. Tell that to the $6 cucumber I saw this morning.

They never use those words referring to his diaper.

You have to love the pitcher of butter sitting on the grill. They pour it all over the hash browns.

Bring it on bitch!

Doesn't that describe him to a tee?

Hopefully she dresses up as a puppy.

They should be disarmed and dropped back in the neighborhoods they terrorized. Let the neighbors deal with them appropriately.

A republican in the Bronx is as likable as a fart in a phone booth.

There has to be something in the Geneva convention prohibiting this.

Think claw back.

I misplaced my English to Neanderthal dictionary.

A ballroom on a double wide paints an interesting picture.

It's from Qatar. They're building another base in Central Park.

He's running for governor of NJ. Have you been here? Parts of this state explains a lot.

I asked my gym to put in a fire pole for leg days because I can't walk down the stairs.

The (sub) human version of a sewer rat is throwing shade?

Typical response. Nothing matters until it's happening to you.