Meanwhile, the lazy mediocre deadweights of democracy:
bOtH pArTiEs ArE tHe SaMe LoL aMiRiTe

Impervious to fact, to reason, to empathy. Enamored of the scent of their own flatulences. Which just happen to be the exact same scent as those from republican, kremlin and chinese troll farms. What a coincidence, eh?

Then the sun develops a fungal infection, and don’t scratch that itchy rash, it’ll only make it worse.

Knee deep in the hoopla
Smoking from a hookah

It’s like baseball, for cars!

It’s almost like some people aren’t there to watch the movie at all?
What could they possibly do? What could teenagers do that they couldn’t do at home with mom and dad and little pest of a brother/sister?

And look… that is how he can be thrown under the bus by the orange parasite.

Great, now I’m seeing “teim” and not “team”.

Which reminds me of Mexican 7-Up knockoff Teem, which used to be in all the taco stands decades ago. Whatever happened to Teem? One day it was gone and no one seemed to notice it. It disappeared and life carried right on.
Did it disappear right around the time Sprite started showing up everywhere? I can’t remember.

Anyway, there’s no “i” in Teem. Carry on!

While filming Citizen Kane, director and star Orson Welles likened making a movie to playing with a toy train set, and that playful inventive spirit shines all throughout the movie.

Business Rabbit!
Executive Board Rabbit.

But… but… but that would mean… making an actual effort! Playing the long game! BO-RING!!!
bOtH pArTiEs ArE tHe SaMe LoL aMiRiTe

And the narrative they push with the other hand, until the last possible moment, is to ignore the fact that the orange candidate could defecate in the street and it wouldn’t matter, yet they go over Kamala Harris with a pair of pliers and a magnifying glass, and conclude that bOtH pArTiEs ArE tHe SaMe LoL aMiRiTe

Raised eyebrow - “Fascinating”

Ooh… shots fired across the bow of the Yellow Submarine!

C’mon, plucky little yellow fellow, torpedo the sh#t outta that blue meanie m#th#rf#ck#r!

This painting is briefly but intensely featured in Ken Russell’s berserk 80s movie “Gothic”, a fictional recounting of Lord Byron and friends getting together for demonic games one night in Byron’s castle on a Swiss lake island.
The hallucinations of that night planted the seed of an idea in Mary Shelley’s mind, which became the story of Frankenstein’s monster.

Aw hell yeah, Sparkomatic!

All the way to Landsdowne Street!

Bilbo’s gone bananas!
Then Saruman decided to turn Isengard into Sauron’s banana republic on the side.

Of course I hope you are right, but if after the past decade and everything that has happened, that has been said, this election seems to be in a dead heat instead of Harris/Waltz winning by anything other than a landslide, I hold no illusions about the intelligence and decency of the “average” american voter, these people are already dead inside, or at least not too far removed from illiterate medieval peasants, easily dazzled by bullshit and god-kings with magic political wands… abraca-fucking-dabra.

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peppino

Little peppe?

This is what happens when you try and solve the Riemann Hypothesis with English words.