So let’s make the owie all better by trying to find something non-Presidential to laugh at.
Oh wait… I said “non-Presidential”, my bad.
And seeing as it’s the last day of February, here are a few reminders of Februaries past:
Now get off your sof’ ass and go to work.
Are those naughty-ass thoughts or naughty ass-thoughts? Punctuation matters.
Dave, you need to get out more.
I love the vintage cheesecake. Very nostalgic of certain magazines found in dad’s bottom dresser drawer about 1965 or so. And tanlines … always partial to those.
One quibble though. Everyone knows Webster Hubbell was Chelsea’s father, not Castro. We need to keep our conspiracy theories straight, please.
Riley Moore, even though he’s right in his tweet, is a political crapweasel who once was a vice-president of the Podesta Group. He holds office because of his family name.
He’s the nephew of WV squish senator Shelley Moore Capito and grandson of former governor Arch Moore. The Moores are WV’s version of the Bush family.
That last photo … she’s heartbreakingly gorgeous. That lucky, lucky sofa cushion …