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What kind of word is "MUTILIZATION"?

Never heard of it before.

For people being treated for basal cell carcinoma, a day in direct sunlight can be quite dangerous to one's health.

Just sayin'.....

Hey, Donald! Did you know I can eat an apple through a picket fence with my yuge overbite?

Remember the words of George Orwell:

We have one snow blob on the street unwilling to surrender to the warm weather here in Philadelphia; it has been there since 18 January which is a new experience here, too.

So looking forward to spring this year.

She wants so badly to be able to write her name in the snow in cursive.

Are those hangover eyes, or what?

Graham should devote more time to curating his collection of Marilyn portraits than speculating on global military interventions to distract us from accusations of Trump's pedo history.

And, again the woman impresses Trump with her ability to eat an apple through a picket fence.

Now, he knows exactly where that smell keeps coming from.

These people care about nothing so why even go there?

The only reason this imbecile wore that hat was to protect the gel-job on his old man wisps or hair.

To me, that's even worse than being tone-deaf about dignified transitions.

I heard stupid estimates like that in 1966 about Vietnam.

But, they have to protect Baby Huey's tender ego.

Trump seems to have constructed a Potemkin Village in his head where 90 percent of the residents there totally support and love him. This is, of course, not true.

Trump has some serious daddy issues and sadly, we are sucked into his process.

Trump did not want to risk his few remaining wisps of old man hair loosing themselves from their gelled bounds on his pocked head and flying around in the damp air.

It's all about the hair wisps.

Thankfully, of the three viewers of '60 Minutes' two were asleep in their chairs in the rest home and only one was affected.

I like Stubblefield's 'Fatback' even better.

Birds are really chirping this first morning above freezing here in the Two One Five.

Heading for 68 degrees F today and that is welcome.

And, then George Kennedy's character pulls out a long hatpin from his raincoat lapel just to make sure...... driving home a point.

We can all dream, right?

Little Marco wants his family's finca back.

That poor woman with the "I can eat an apple through a picket fence" overbite is back.

She must be really sad about this Epstein business pointing to her dental issues day after day.

Aw, look, everybody!

She paid for the full fifty-buck thumbs up picture with the sick and failing pretend president and a chance to win one of his Crate & Barrel tchotchkes on the wall behind them.

Will somebody please give this man who hid behind his mama's skirts five times to keep the Selective Service from sending him off to military duty like the rest of us, how to salute.

The dangling thumb makes him look even stupider than he really is.

He learned his lesson in Europe when rain threatened to ruin his hair at a WWI memorial service.

The ninety-something Queen of England grabbed an umbrella from a staffer and walked the mile to the event in the downpour.

Now, he brings a bad-hair-day-covering stupid cap when rain is called for.

I debated one of these self-identifying heroes online once and his final defense was saying he 'would' have done all those heroic things had the Army not been 'full-up' and couldn't take him when he went to the 'Army post' to enlist.

Our military has never been too full to accept volunteers.

Anyone notice how Spanky can only smile with the left side of his swollen, pocked face?

Just another day in the Two-One-Five.

Television people suck.

The way he is lifting his left leg with a 'deadfoot' and his hands held waist-high are indicative of the dementia which is overtaking him with every millimeter of frontal lobe shrinkage.

And, he just HAD to wear the effing hat. Bad hair wisp day?

She still has a no-show government job accruing benefits so she can get up one morning and fly to Galt's Gulch where the rest of these lunatics support themselves by selling each other their hats.