Mike Dubke, we hardly knew you! And now you're almost gone! This morning, Axios reported that the White House Communications Director had tendered his resignation on May 18, although he remains in his position to ensure the seamless distribution of bullshit. Mike Dubke honed his propaganda chops for a decade at
Exposure Dollars and won't that look great on your resume.
True Story - I had another episode of active bleeding ulcer on Wednesday night. My mom took me home with her. Luckily, I keep a go/bug out bag packed for going to my BF's so it was just grabbing the dog and my bag, because we didn't finish until 2 a.m. So I spent two days with them and I was home alone with my dad on Friday. He saw me watching the shows and on the computer all morning. I showed him how I had everything set up with my Chromecast. When he walked in, I was watching the new Brad Pitt movie on Netflix. He was intrigued, so I offered to sell him the Chromecast and set it up in his bedroom. I told him that I had already maxed my devices on Netflix, because I share with my BF and my kid. But he could see if my single brother would share with him. OK, $35 for the Chromecast and $8.99/month for Netflix and that's too much for Bank of Dad? Penny wise and pound foolish.
So his comment was "you could make money on the computer!". No shit, Sherlock. But I had to remind him that I've been ill and my reply was "I have an excellent reputation, documented on Linked In, and if there is a chance I can't finish a job, I don't want to commit". What is wrong with some people? Rhetorical of course.
Hymn to The Donald based upon the works of A. V. Avidenko and Hope Hicks and suchlike kiss-ups.
Thank you, Precious Leader Trump. Thank you because I am joyful. Thank you because I am well according to a doctor's certificate and grasping a Sconge of Ecstasy at the mere thought of your Tang-infused radiance. No matter how old I become, I shall never forget how they received the Brilliant Genius of Humanity Trump in the Middle East and days later in Israel. May ever-so youthful Coryphées scatter golden streams of micturation in your glorious path. Centuries will pass, and the generations still to come will regard us as the happiest of mortals, as the most fortunate of men, because we lived in the century of centuries, because we were privileged to see the Little Father of His People, Trump, the Gardener of Human Happiness, the Man Whose Fecal Matter Can Emit No Olfactory Offense, our One True Inspired Leader. Everything belongs to Thee, chief of our great country and of the part of Mar-a-Lago that is not falling into a sinkhole (totally Crooked Hillary's fault.) And when the woman I love presents me with a child the first word it shall utter will be: "Trump."
He cannot govern like that, but he can retain power by constantly campaigning to keep his poll numbers up. The day they drop far enough? The Republican Congress will turn on him..like a bitch.
Sure, except it was his @POTUS account, which is handled by his staff, and not his personal account, where he live tweets Fox & Friends.
Exposure Dollars and won't that look great on your resume.
True Story - I had another episode of active bleeding ulcer on Wednesday night. My mom took me home with her. Luckily, I keep a go/bug out bag packed for going to my BF's so it was just grabbing the dog and my bag, because we didn't finish until 2 a.m. So I spent two days with them and I was home alone with my dad on Friday. He saw me watching the shows and on the computer all morning. I showed him how I had everything set up with my Chromecast. When he walked in, I was watching the new Brad Pitt movie on Netflix. He was intrigued, so I offered to sell him the Chromecast and set it up in his bedroom. I told him that I had already maxed my devices on Netflix, because I share with my BF and my kid. But he could see if my single brother would share with him. OK, $35 for the Chromecast and $8.99/month for Netflix and that's too much for Bank of Dad? Penny wise and pound foolish.
So his comment was "you could make money on the computer!". No shit, Sherlock. But I had to remind him that I've been ill and my reply was "I have an excellent reputation, documented on Linked In, and if there is a chance I can't finish a job, I don't want to commit". What is wrong with some people? Rhetorical of course.
If he's "stocking the pond," does that mean he's going fishing and will eat these guys for dinner?
And misspellings and no punctuation, at least not correct punctuation.
Oh my gawd, I have been ill for 2 months, living off the freezer and the pantry so I went to do big time shopping at Target on Wednesday.
Yes. That. I just can't.
They got the pointy hats thing, but I don't think they all get to be wizards.
Hymn to The Donald based upon the works of A. V. Avidenko and Hope Hicks and suchlike kiss-ups.
Thank you, Precious Leader Trump. Thank you because I am joyful. Thank you because I am well according to a doctor's certificate and grasping a Sconge of Ecstasy at the mere thought of your Tang-infused radiance. No matter how old I become, I shall never forget how they received the Brilliant Genius of Humanity Trump in the Middle East and days later in Israel. May ever-so youthful Coryphées scatter golden streams of micturation in your glorious path. Centuries will pass, and the generations still to come will regard us as the happiest of mortals, as the most fortunate of men, because we lived in the century of centuries, because we were privileged to see the Little Father of His People, Trump, the Gardener of Human Happiness, the Man Whose Fecal Matter Can Emit No Olfactory Offense, our One True Inspired Leader. Everything belongs to Thee, chief of our great country and of the part of Mar-a-Lago that is not falling into a sinkhole (totally Crooked Hillary's fault.) And when the woman I love presents me with a child the first word it shall utter will be: "Trump."
He can start throwing random victims out of helicopters like his pal Duterte.
"I hear people saying great things about Sun Yat Sen these days."
Wait, I thought we had a spaetzle relationship with Germany.
I'll show myself out now.
You misspelled "fuckups" but, okay, "suckups" works, too.
I meant suckups. They suck up to him as part of the job. That they are also fuckups is correlative, not necessarily causative. :)
I've noticed that as hard as Pence tries, he can't tamp theTrump shitshow down.
Mmm gravey covered noodley culture exchanges...
He cannot govern like that, but he can retain power by constantly campaigning to keep his poll numbers up. The day they drop far enough? The Republican Congress will turn on him..like a bitch.