Saturday night was Nerd Prom again, the annual gathering of Republican and Democratic politicians and the Very Serious Journalists who are supposed to be fourth estating them, all dressed up fancy-like and putting their conflicts of interest and differences of opinion aside at the White House Correspondents Dinner, which is The Most Important A-List Event Of The Year. (So important, in fact, that this year,
not to troll or anything but that other 89% might mean they would love their daughters no matter if they have a big nose or big butt or whatever and the 11% are the ones dreaming of pretty complaint little girls...you know the teabaggers "family" men...
To be honest, imagining a future Prez Rand Paul takes more imagination than I can muster. I can almost but not quite imagine him being a Board-certified Ophthalmologist.
Politicians, celebrities, and fawning journalists. The Founders would be proud.
Yes. Yes it was. The little girls usually won too
Fine, think about it, but a quality displayed by less than half of a population is not an essential quality of that population.
Marconi???
not to troll or anything but that other 89% might mean they would love their daughters no matter if they have a big nose or big butt or whatever and the 11% are the ones dreaming of pretty complaint little girls...you know the teabaggers "family" men...
"Lucy 'Splains Some Shit"
"Rolling Coal" for hipster dipshits?
He chose the door marked Exit. He's still there.
Alternately, those fathers don't want their daughters to marry a man like them.
Very true. Adults are a fucked up bunch.
I don't want to kiss Wolf Blitzer
At the very least, he should be the Senior Ex-Presidential Correspondent.
To be honest, imagining a future Prez Rand Paul takes more imagination than I can muster. I can almost but not quite imagine him being a Board-certified Ophthalmologist.
Tectonic plates smash together. Mountains rise up. You can't explain that.
Too easy.
Nederland libel!