• February 13, 2012

claire mccaskill

Much like elderly penguin Carl Levin, Claire McCaskill was forced to utter the acceptable adult word “shitty” today while discussing internal Goldman Sachs e-mails that said “shitty.” So here she is apologizing to her mother and the state of Missouri, on the Twitter. But she owes an apology to Goldman Sachs most of all, as [...]

The Senate Republicans. What arcane rule that shouldn’t exist did they pull out of Judd Gregg’s anus this time? Well, apparently you can deny unanimous consent at the outset of a new session and stop all Senate proceedings at 2 p.m. The Republicans are doing this because they are children who govern out of pique. [...]

You commies are always so upset with terrible Sen. Ben Nelson that you miss the whole friggin’ point of his existence: Ben Nelson shits humor. Think of the two funniest things ever, now. That’s right: Ben Nelson was the comedian behind both the knock-knock construction and the JFK assassination! And as the Washington Post tells [...]

Fear not, patient wingnuts! SARAH PALIN knows what it feels like to wait and wait and wait and wait for a celebrity JOHN HANCOCK. She knows what it’s like to practically die from hypothermia and disappointment. Yes, she has suffered just as you have: During the carefree ’90s — pre-9/11 Alaska, when Alaskans still felt [...]

Poor self-important freshman Senator Claire McCaskill. She’s been in the Senate for nearly three whole years now and it’s made her tired and sad and maybe everyone should just give Congress a break, because what’s most important to the American people is that every current senator gets re-elected: “I don’t think anyone’s excited about doing [...]

Plain-spoken adult human Claire McCaskill is setting the right tone here, about two notches down from, “Listen to me, clowns: those of you who are shouting about health care are *retarded.*” They are so scared of a single-payer health care system, like Medicare. IT TERRIFIES THEM! They cannot deal with the very thought of it! [...]

A secret leetle underground train runs 20,000 leagues below the pile of rat carcasses and despair known as “the Capitol,” and it whisks lawmakers between their offices and the votin’ place without their having to encounter land-bound mortals, or sunshine. Sometimes this subway breaks down, and when it does, it is terrifying.

On Monday night your two Wonkette associate editors attended a Dinner Party thrown by the digest The Week, called The Week Opinion Awards, and we’re only posting about it now because hey, shut up. It was somewhat “A-List,” meaning (a) why the poo were we invited and (b) why the poo did we go? Because [...]