Just like way back in the days of old
Then magnificently we will float into the mystic
It's the end of the work week. Time to relax.
It's hot as Hades out there. It's like a sauna.
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Spicey resigned. 😢
Is this the end for Melissa McCarthy and her motorized podium?
And what does a financier know about communications? I don't get it.
Must think on this some more.
Scaramucc, Scaramucc, can he do the fandango
Thunderbolts and lightening,
Very, very frightening me.
{{Head bang when necessary}}
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Holy snot, my clothes are sticking to me. It feels like July in New Orleans without the hurricane in my hand on Bourbon Street.
You do have central AC in your house, don’t you?
The new guy is gonna quickly slide into
Chief of Staff job … just watch
I may have posted this one before; if so, it’s worth another post.
How timely. This V. Morrison song has been playing in my head these days as I long for the beach and dear husband who is an ocean away. I don’t think #45 knows what he wants. He wanted to win but he didn’t really want the job.
I stumbled across this posted on a political thread as “Worst Music Video Ever”.
The act is (or was maybe, since this is so old) a Finnish duo called “Danny & Armi”. They sound like credible imitations of David Bowie and Olivia Newton-John.
“So Bad It’s Good”? You make the call.
I went and looked them up. “Danny” has a long musical career in his native land.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Danny_(Finnish_singer)
Armi, alas, died in 2002.
BTW, they were apparently not a romantic couple; she just recorded a few songs with him.
You might be weird but everybody, here, loves you.
http://i.imgur.com/EsLMTta.gifv
Someone posted this over on Wonkette.
Is this the real life?
Is this live on TV
Won in a landslide
Can’t escape that reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
It’s just a witch hunt I need no scrutiny
Because I’m easy come, easy go
Beat Ted Cruz and Marco
Anyway the ice floes, doesn’t really matter to me, to me
Obama
You wrecked our land
You weren’t born here your bro said.
You’re a Muslim and a red
Obama
You libs lost I won
And now you’re trying to take it all away
Kelly
Anne Con-way
You know my tweets are fly
And if I don’t tweet before this time tomorrow
I’ll explode. I’ll explode.
Give me my damn phone back.
Too late my time has come
Sending shivers down your spine
CNN is in a bind
Hello everybody I’m here to stay.
You gotta kiss my fat behind and face the truth
Obama ooo ooo ooo
Go back to Huh-why
I sometimes think you never were born at all
I know a film noire silhouetto of a man
Scaramuccia, Scaramuccia, who can do the fandango
On the networks and on cable no way they can frighten him
Jim Acosta Jim Acosta
Jim Acosta Figaro – magnifico
It’s just a a witch hunt and everyone loves me
He’s such a rich boy from a rich family
Spare him the blows of fake news-ocracy
Easy come easy go take him to the gallows
Shep Smith! No we will not let you go – let him go
Shep Smith! We will not let you go – let him go
Shep Smith! We will not let you go let me go
Will not let you go let me go (never)
Never let you go let me go
Never let me go
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh Joe and Mika Joe and Mika Joe and Mika let me go
Beelzebub had a devil son in law for me
For me
For me
So you think you can stop me and spit in my eye
So you think my second amendmenters won’t raise a cry
Rachel
Maddow
Can’t do this to me Maddow
Just gotta get off just gotta get right off the air
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters nothing really matters
But me
This song comes from 1932, so it may be older than any of us.