I’ve been home sick with a nasty cold or flu thing that has been going around. It’s that cold-flu that leaves you anxious… or maybe
Ever since the Ol’ Pussy Grabber woked up last Sunday morning, grabbed his tweeter in his meaty stubby chubbies, and choked out his confession to
The Ol’ Pussy Grabber turned in quite a performance on Thursday’s Fox and Friends. It betrays the unproductiveness of his diagnosis. When he is under this much stress, he has absolutely no executive functioning.
Why would the Ol’ Pussy Grabber nominate such a deeply flawed candidate for a cabinet position? It is the perfect metaphor for his entire administration. And worse, it is as good as it will ever get.
The WATCH is Ye Olde Blogge’s attempt to keep up with all the symptoms of his mental illness. This post explores the pardoning of G. Libby Scooter. Was it caused by his malignance? His narcissism? His unproductiveness?
They say every little thing we do reflects our inner self. If so, then the things reflected in the Ol’ Pussy Grabber’s tweets after Cohen’s offices were raided earlier this week sure don’t paint a pretty picture. In fact they reflect his diagnosis of being an unproductive malignant narcissist.