I’d rather Rodgers. Maybe as she’s pulling a (free) javelin out.
And she has a first name. 
This nickname for Trump made me almost spit out my drink:
The only perk to the job.
In case someone isn’t a L&O fan.
This line stood out:
That is how I would take care of him after my partner convinced me that driving the ambulance off a cliff with him in it wouldn’t make the world a better place. He’d be wrong, but I’m not about to mix ashes with that fascist.
Every assassin ever thought that stopping the Big Bad was worth both their lives.
Some of those folks were / are / will be right. Others not.
Nonsense! That just highlights what perfect health our Leader is in, that twenty-two specialists can’t find anything wrong with him!
Likewise, the more cognitive tests he takes and correctly identifies the horsie, the more splendid his brain function must be. Didja ever hear of Low IQ Obama ever getting the horsie right four straight times? Of course not! He probably couldn’t do it even once, and the Fake News media covered it up.
I could hardly post this due to the tears in my eyes.
Me too, but tears of laughter.
Those doctors probably lined up and fell to their knees, begging for the opportunity to spend even 15 seconds with the, choke, healthiest president whoever lived. There were probably dozens of them who had to be turned away because there simply wasn’t time. The president had to get back to his, choke, duties, destroying the country making the country great. Again. Or something.
I can’t keep at bay the compulsion to remind us all of this doozy:
“Trump, 76, gave a shoutout to former White House doctor and current congressman Ronny Jackson early in his nearly two-hour speech to the conservative conference. ‘He was a great doctor, you know, he was an admiral, a doctor and now he’s a congressman,’ Trump told the audience. 'I said, ‘Which is the best, if you had your choice?’ And he sort of indicated doctor because he loved looking at my body, it was so strong and powerful.”
My heartfelt apologies for any spontaneous emesis that may have induced.
Oh, gag!
That phrase is carrying a lot of weight – just like you-know-who.
But in the Navy you get the sea and the men!
Spontaneous projectile emesis. You owe me a keyboard.
Handwatch '26: UFC edition
Looks like Trump lost the war against wokeness at the fight.
He looks like he’s slowly turning into an Auton.
Behold the Healthiest President Ever at the G7;
That pic of him grasping Modi’s arm ought to be made into a meme.
(fourth picture) The paint is cracking! They put too much on!