Change the label and it’s good to go.
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… and now that song by OMD is playing in my head…
Ah well, halcyon days and all that…
(They have Trump live-ish.)
So he’s still smearing orange shit on parts of his face?
Probably foundation. Right?
Too fucking little, too fucking late.
The combination of “President Trump” and “emergency powers” is making me just a little queasy.
This is all just fucking sickening.
I mean the WHO has been providing tests for months now, and other countries can do tens of thousands of tests a day. But Trump has cozy relationships with some big pharma companies so we get to wait.
What the hell is he blathering about? Is he reading or just freestyling?
What a fucking idiot.
I’m almost glad I’m on the phone and can’t watch this right now.
With all that money moving around, I’m sure that he’ll divert some to his wall.
One line just now that sticks out:
The steps that have been taken… a lot of people are surprised, especially when you compare them to what’s been done in other places, some of them very small.
He’s right, a lot of us are surprised when we compare the steps that have been taken to what’s been done elsewhere.
Rhyming slang for “fuck all?”
Blaming Obama, “not my fault,” Democrats aren’t cooperating. Not seeing it, just predicting.
Spot on. He hit those notes 5 minutes ago. I’m sure he’ll sing the chorus again soon.
Right? Jeezus.
I admit some things have gone wrong, but that’s all Obama’s fault.
How is Number 10 Ox these days?