Henry Rollins is in a Calvin Klein underwear campaign, Kevin Spacey is in some movie where he turns into a cat, and my father sent a legit email nominating Disturbed’s Sound of Silence cover as our new national anthem.
I woke up in an alternate universe this morning, I just know it.
Is there still a Trump in that universe?
Well I haven’t looked at my Twitter feed yet and now I don’t want to.
Here’s the answer to that question…
Dammit, Husband.
(but maybe this is an alternate universe where Trump is revealed for the evil alien spawn he so obviously is here WHAT THE HELL LIZARD HEAD MAN?!)
Nah, that’s the Red Skull’s kid. Nothing else makes sense.
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