The only proper fate for the republican party is to be completely broken and kicked to the curb, so their despicable reign of terror can finally end. Republicans hate America, and they hate every foundational principle of this country other than slavery. The sooner these filth are finally rendered electorally impotent–which is only awaiting the …

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Scalia is a truly odious skeezebagge. And the idea that he arrives at his odious positions as a result of some sort of consistent well-constructed jurisprudential philosophy of “strict constitutional constructionism” is a total fucken loade of shitte. He is nothing but an angry vicious hateful fucker who wields his power on the Supreme Court …

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Decades of Walter Mitty gun-fetishism by microdicke right-wing Republican filth has achieved what they objectively want.

Entering that gable-ended Spouter-Inn, you found yourself in a wide, low, straggling entry with old-fashioned wainscots, reminding one of the bulwarks of some condemned old craft. On one side hung a very large oilpainting so thoroughly besmoked, and every way defaced, that in the unequal crosslights by which you viewed it, it was only by …

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These fuckes think of women not as individual human beings that engage in things like friendship and humor, but as contextless walking vagina vending machines that exist solely to dispense sex when you put in a coin and push the right buttons. This is why it simply does not compute to them that context matters …

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I stuffed a shirt or two into my old carpet-bag, tucked it under my arm, and started for Cape Horn and the Pacific. Quitting the good city of old Manhatto, I duly arrived in New Bedford. It was a Saturday night in December. Much was I disappointed upon learning that the little packet for Nantucket …

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This is such a simple recipe, yet so fucken goode! INGREDIENTS one pound penne one large can crushed san marzanos one half medium white onion, diced fuckeloade of garlic, diced dried oregano dried dill fresh-ground black pepper dried red chile pepper flakes olive oil one half cup heavy cream one cup dry white wine chopped …

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Call me Ishmael. Some years ago—never mind how long precisely—having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen and regulating the …

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Your wife is yelling at you because you are blasting contigs all night instead of coming to bed.

This year all my friends are getting a clapper and a chia gnome from me! And if they don’t like itte, they can go fucken pound sand!