"Tired with all these, for restful death I cry"... This is the Sonnet 66 of Shakespeare, it describes very well my state
"My friend texted me: Holy s**t, did a drawing just influence the election?"
Maybe he should have spent less time in the locker room and more time practicing his right hook.
It is a problem when we associate genitalia with maturity or bravery or intelligence.
Illma Gore says a man hopped out of his car, punched her and yelled, "Trump 2016!"
Make America put on Trump's clothes right now, please. Now.