A lot of things happened. Here are some of the things. This is TPM’s Morning Memo.
GOP Mayor Craig Shubert of Hudson, Ohio served up what promises to be the Brain Galaxy Take of the Week during a city council debate over whether to allow ice fishing at a local park on Tuesday.
Well, they both involve fish hookers, so he must be right.
In potentially related (and extremely gross) news, Trump’s White House staffers occasionally found wads of printed paper clogging up toilets
Apparently paper doesn’t digest and just passes through coming out the other side same as it went in on top.
but what about that well-known pipeline that goes from ice fishing to ice fishing “shanties,” which inevitably lead to ice fishing prostitution in said shanties, aka dens of sin where prostitution happens on ice?
What happens in Ohio, stays in Ohio.
Ohio, where the ho meets the floe?
I can’t tell you how glad I was it was Hudson, OH and not Hudson, WI. We have enough stupid already!
Boner meds screw with the head…
I take this as your interpretation of Mayor Shubert’s unusual musings: that if one allows ice fishing, there will be lots of screwing on the ice.
2 things: 1. American education seems to be reverting to the ‘3Rs’ (Reading, Writing, Arithmetic) of my childhood in red states. Everything else is viewed as suspect or ‘liberal indoctrination’. 2. The childish stupidity and clownish nature of GOP pols can lull us into a fall sense of security. They may be laughable, but their objectives are deadly serious.
American ingenuity on full display this morning.
The Effects of Brain Worms on Members of the GOP, Example #546,129,234
The obvious absence of hookers there does not auger well.
I have no idea what that means, but there’s a joke in there somewhere.
Sounds to me like he has a wish list.
If flushing wads of government documents doesn’t scream criminality, I don’t know what does.
Not at all. It’s more of a why is this story on TPM.
What’s high in the middle and round on both ends takes on a whole new meaning.
Seems this mayor is a tad paranoid methinks.
He who laughs last has found another meaning.
I am glad I left Ohio in my rear view mirror in 1968.