I haven't listened to an ad in almost 10 years. On podcasts and recorded TV, I fast forward. Otherwise I mute.
"Today's episode is brought to you by . . . Liberty, Liberty, Liberty! Skyrizy! You're sitting on a gold mine!"
No, girl. I have no time for that annoying noise.
Not really feeling the new Air Force One bribe from Qatar.
This delusional dork expects all of us to cheer for the idea that he will make even *more* money he doesn't need by building robots that will take all our jobs—and then probably kill us.
I discovered last night that my favorite adaptation of one of my favorite books is unabridged on YouTube. The acting and writing are exquisite. But get your mute button at the ready because there are annoying ads (but, honestly, are there any other kind?)
Oh, honey. . . I think we *all* know who vandalized the Reflecting Pool. We saw you circling around in the Beast to approve of what they were doing. And then we saw the next vandals on TV making the prior vandalization worse by pouring in big bottles of hydrogen peroxide. They too were sent by you.
Let’s avoid the temptation to venerate Italian Prime Minister Giorgia Meloni just because she called Trump out for his lies about her. Meloni is a “family values” fascist. She leads the Brothers of Italy, which was founded by supporters of dictator Benito Mussolini. She is no moderate or hero.
If the Reflecting Pool water gets any nastier, RFK Jr. will start bottling it and forcing it to be served to children with all school lunches.
Their incompetence is breathtaking.
TRUMP AIDE 1: "We need at totally non-weird, non-strange, non-bizarre, super-masculine he-man to be our spokesperson to undermine James Talarico."
TRUMP AIDE 2: "Is Stephen Miller available?"
TRUMP AIDE 1: "Genius!"
She was whipped by men whose religion, which was created by other men, doesn't think men have the self-control not to be tempted to assault her if they simply see her hair. Seems that the wrong people are being whipped.
Stefon: “It’s the hottest place in DC right now. It has everything. Water like curdled pea soup. Bigger paint chips than a 1960s tenement. An angry orange man yelling, ‘Find the vandals!’ Fish and birds floating upside-down from hydrogen peroxide poisoning. And the smell of a mossy urinal.”
