I Tried Being Tasteful...

My Gelato, rescued from a hoarding situation, is appalled.

At least he changed his shirt.

You were lucky. I had to have a transvaginal sonogram.

Scott Jennings, the Rick Santorum of Newt Gingrichs.

I guess curtains would have created a cost overrun.

Here's a cartoon I drew way back when. I guess it's still relevant, unfortunately.

Exactly.

Speaking as someone named Melissa, I propose we stop giving hurricanes names and go to some other mode of identification.

Not to give Donald any more credit than he richly doesn't deserve but---you can see a U.S. flag being held next to the Japanese one. The red and white stripes are just visible beneath it. But, he clearly looks pretty out of it, I have to say.

When is Jake Tapper going to write a book about this? Oh, sorry. He only writes about Biden's health.

No, that's a man without a soul.

I guess he took Reagan's "tear down this wall" a little too literally.

As evidenced by Trump's fascination with the word "groceries." He thinks he invented the term.

I refuse to read anything Ross Douthat writes.

The boy across the street from me who contracted polio would like a word.

Meanwhile, there are mosquitoes now in Iceland. I don't think chemtrails are the cause.

At least she didn't reply with "Yo mama."

You could spend your day mansplaining to women.

He's always the bride at every wedding, the corpse at every funeral.

"Amendments? I don't need no stinkin' amendments!"

Shoot out at the OK corral, cat version:
"This food bowl ain't big enough for both of us."