Republicans would claim that the Dems were behind the lightening strike.
My dad spanked me when I was very young once or twice. To his credit he realized it was wrong.
I never spanked our son. He turned out to be a very decent loving father in his own right. I never hit our dogs or the cats as they have trouble making the connection. A stern word and stern face was sufficient for the dogs. The cats paid no attention. But I did house break our cat Murphy at age 6 weeks. It took 2 over nights, fast trip to the back yard and praise when she did her “business”. Smart kitty.
Indeed. It will mean the end of free & fair elections. Dictatorship arrives. The elected felon never leaves the WH. As term limits will be abolished as well.
Perpetual mourning for the rest of us.
It’s just too easy to destroy & so much harder to build things. The military well knows this.
The irony of America losing freedom & democracy to Americans.
MAGA IS the enemy within.
And of course this removes all authority from the Mothers.
They never met Mrs darr
But NOT the responsibility. Give women all the work, and deny them the credit when things go well, and give them all the blame when things go wrong.
NOT GOING BACK.
I heard women/wives call their spouse “daddy” when addressing him and not speaking of their children, in the 90s. They used it as term of endearment instead of honey, sweetie, snookums. I always thought it was sickening & demonstrated a very deep level of subjugation that she was her spouses “little girl”. making him a pedophile. Sick & twisted.
Otherwise known as clear air lightning. It happens, can strike 15 miles away from the thunderstorm cloud. Takes people off guard. Someone needs to donate a set of carbon fiber golf clubs to Donnie. Good electrical conductor.
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Definitely Carlson got the rally crowd chanting “Daddy” or “Daddy’s coming home” or some such after speaking about daddy coming home and spanking his daughter (the choice of daughter was creepy). But I think Hegseth went on a similar rant – maybe the one where “Just wait till your father gets home” was the punchline?
Oh, right. I forgot that MGT has assured us that Dems can control the weather.
In our house Mrs darr gets all deserved credit. She is no object, not something that is “owned”. She’s stronger than me at the moment as I’m flat on my back with a damaged spine. She has her own life. She is no slave.
*Pennsylvania Secretary of the Commonwealth Al Schmidt announced Wednesday that the race between Sen. Bob Casey (D-PA) and Republican David McCormick is close enough to trigger an automatic recount. *
At that point, McCormick had a .4 percent lead over Casey, at under 25,000 votes. Schmidt said that the counties reported about 80,000 uncounted provisional and mailed ballots.
Hopefully it ends like Al Franken’s Senate election, and goes to Democratic Casey.
I’m lucky to have been spared that experience. But I have heard women call their husbands/boyfriends “daddy” instead of “sweetie” and the like in movies, both second-rate dramas movies and comedies, where the woman is much younger than the man and is obviously conniving and manipulative.
Lightning strike to a driver club on the first tee. Why drag it out?
I still do not believe W choked on a pretzel.
How’s, “Daddy’s home [from the bar.] And things are gonna change. …”
That’s Rep. Jeff Van Drew (R-NJ)
It strikes me as a reasonably accurate, if appropriately terrifying, characterization of the change.
Well, certainly in the MAGat mind, but I can’t say it felt like that to me when I was a child. It just meant that my behavior was bad enough to rate a 2-parent council and a talking to by both parents.
However he does deserve to suffer physically and mentally. Lots of pain
Yeah, we are pretty fucked for at least two more years, but at this point I need hope. An MI, stroke, lightning bolt, meteorite, garbage truck with failed brakes, giant sinkhole, really big fucking alligator on the 10th green, esophagus-lacerating tortilla chip, or whatever, would be nice.
I’m down with the giant sinkhole and the days when Mar-a-Lago is just a memory or a ‘view the wreckage in the pit’ tourist attraction.