Haberman, doing a Hot Take probably. AGAIN? Yes, again. Earlier this week we had to lovingly and constructively criticize Maggie Haberman, like we often have to do to her colleague Glenn Thrush and Chris Cillizza and Chuck Todd and Mark Halperin and all the hacks that hack their way around Washington, jizzing themselves over access and reporting that Both Sides Do It. Last time it was because Haberman and her occasionally decent but mostly crappy newspaper the
remember the Abelard and Heloise puppet scene in "Being John Malkovich"? the little girl watching, her father suddenly saw the soft porn being enacted, "You mutherfucka!" punching the puppeteer.
They still print newspapers? Like, on real paper? Why? Next, I was wondering, is this a real person, or one of those pseudonyms for a sixty year old bald guy with flop sweat and a half chewed cigar banging away with two fingers on a Smith Corona typewriter? Because that is representative of the last time you could trust the New York Times.
his waste of money golden toilet has a crooked seat. he must squirm a lot trying to push out those dino-turd-asauruses he keeps dropping on the murican public.
The males get some kind of carb and protein for breakfast, but Melania gets grapes. And YES that hand from under the table! Creepy! Toy limos in both photos. It's like an I Spy book!
I know I said this last time there were pictures of his home, but man! that shit is just so stupidly tacky I can't believe it. It just so clearly shows that this is a guy that isn't happy with being rich, he has to show everyone that he's rich. Richer than anyone! "I'm so rich, I even shit in gold!"If he wasn't currently doing his damnest to destroy the country while enriching himself, I'd almost feel sorry for him. Almost.
that child should have his stranger things season.
remember the Abelard and Heloise puppet scene in "Being John Malkovich"? the little girl watching, her father suddenly saw the soft porn being enacted, "You mutherfucka!" punching the puppeteer.
He and Melon picked it up at auction from the pub in Trainspotting, gave it a DIY gold spray-paint job over the weekend.
Bitches, amirite?
you really should just go back to college and playing pool.
twenty?
They still print newspapers? Like, on real paper? Why? Next, I was wondering, is this a real person, or one of those pseudonyms for a sixty year old bald guy with flop sweat and a half chewed cigar banging away with two fingers on a Smith Corona typewriter? Because that is representative of the last time you could trust the New York Times.
his waste of money golden toilet has a crooked seat. he must squirm a lot trying to push out those dino-turd-asauruses he keeps dropping on the murican public.
In the breakfast scene why is there a disembodied wrist next to the kid's bum? Was he collaged from another picture?
And the top one where Melania has on her BatDress™ I never noticed before but Baron has a toy stretch limo. 🤦🏻♀️
I noticed that too. Clearly Photoshop. Also it's just a plastic toilet seat spray-painted gold. 😝
The existence of the universe could be considered a waste.
I love that photo where the obviously lobotomized kid is sitting on a lion about eighty feet away from his loving parents. Not a lot of hugging here.
The males get some kind of carb and protein for breakfast, but Melania gets grapes. And YES that hand from under the table! Creepy! Toy limos in both photos. It's like an I Spy book!
I know I said this last time there were pictures of his home, but man! that shit is just so stupidly tacky I can't believe it. It just so clearly shows that this is a guy that isn't happy with being rich, he has to show everyone that he's rich. Richer than anyone! "I'm so rich, I even shit in gold!"If he wasn't currently doing his damnest to destroy the country while enriching himself, I'd almost feel sorry for him. Almost.
https://uploads.disquscdn.c... There's no waste here.
No wastebasket, no dumpster, no ma'am.