There were so many batshit moments when Donald Trump was infesting the White House. This one totally slipped my memory. A protester at Brooklyn Center, MN brought it all back.
How did I miss this pic.twitter.com/VgXEeaGylR
— Acyn (@Acyn) April 15, 2021
This episode with Soup Force is stored somewhere on a dendrite in my overloaded brain, somewhere between light bulbs and toilets and rain and hydroxycholoroquine and drinking fish tank cleaner and throwing paper towels at hurricanes — no wait, that was nuking hurricanes, you threw the paper towels at the people who survived the hurricane. Now where was I? Oh yeah, Melania wore her stilettos into a disaster area, and that was before she went to Texas with the pea coat, and after Trump marked up the weather map with a sharpie, I think. If they put me in cryogenic freeze, next to Walt Disney, tonight, when they defrost me in a few centuries, this is what I’ll sound like.
How did we survive that asshole? Dear God, how did we survive?