The Grown-Ass Man


Perhaps the greatest grown-ass man ever in American history, 13th U.S. President, Millard Fillmore. The following story proves that the grown-ass man comes in many flavors.

Initially, I was going to write a rant about stupid Trump and his prime time State Of The Union collective of words, in which he attempted to coerce Americans that a crisis of heart and soul, the likes of which no one has ever seen before composed of coyotes and gangs was upon us. Women and children will most likely become victims of uncontrolled illegal immigration. Worse, he subjected us to his ugly puss in a slow zoom close up. What the fuck was wrong with his squinty eyes? Uneven Botox® injections? Conjunctivitis is so 1990. And what was up with that insane breathing? If history repeats itself, in the case of Trump “the ignorant redundancy loop”, he was saying something he didn’t want to say. In short, this silly spectacle did not win over new Trump supporters. If he said sensible gun control in place of border wall, he would have. And now we return to The Grown-Ass Man, already in progress.

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Huey Lewis - Isley Bros
A continuation from Monday’s I’m No Scientist But: I’m no P.E. Teacher, but I do know that Trump is weak, both mentally and physically, as in scrawny and the last one to be picked for a dodgeball team, in spite of his whining and annoying hand raising, “Ooh, pick me. Me.”

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I’m No Scientist But


Putting the scientist back into the Scientologist.

Trump is a fucking idiot. It could be the lack of oxygen to his tiny impotent brain. It could be a genealogy thing. Once again, I’m no scientist, but I do know this: he will die like everything else does, especially old assholes like him. As I’ve discussed before, no one will attend his funeral, so we have that going. Most of America, approximately 70%, will rejoice like the Munchkins did when the Wicked Witch died in The Wizard Of Oz.

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The Forensics Of Failure


And if you look to the right, this is the Tower of Babel, the birthplace of everything that is wrong today.


At the risk of being redundant, it bears repeating; ignore this asshole Trump. He’s just like all the rest. He stinks and retains odd hairiness, which seems to be spelling out something, like the subliminal messages conveyed through the ice cubes in old liquor print ads. It is never worth it to put your face up to something that disgusting.

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