Wait for it…wait for it…

Ah, there it is…

That wonderful splattering sound was Biden FINALLY and UNEQUIVOCALLY taking a header off of that political tightrope he’s been tenuously balanced on for months…and I’ve been bloviating about ad nauseam.

Yeah, that was Biden…NOT the Coyote…disappearing in a cloud of dust.  Meep!  Meep!

Play with fire, you’re gonna get burned.  Jesus, I sound like my mother.

STOP RUNNING WITH THOSE SCISSORS!!  YOU’LL TAKE YOUR EYE OUT!!!

The idea of “court packing” just sent Joe and Kamala packing.

President Trump tried to wrap court packing around Biden’s pencil neck in their debate…but a bald tire gets more traction than ANYTHING out of that melee.

Enter Mike “If You’re Not My Wife, I Won’t Have Lunch With You” Pence, who for the first time, clearly and coherently posed that unfiltered question in the VP debate to that smug, condescending, embarrassingly phony, president wannabe and Queen of dumb bitchy faces, Kamala Harris.

Lib moderator Susan Page of USA Today CERTAINLY wasn’t going to. Continue reading →