The Democratic Party has become an insane asylum, and no one can distinguish the inmates from the orderlies.
Today’s liberals parade against “fascism” by dressing as frogs, waving timeworn marital aids in the air, and, during moments where impulse control is harder to find than Bigfoot, launching mashed potatoes at their pitiful spouses.
Now that Eric Swalwell has debauched his way out of the race for California governor, fury-girl Rep. Katie Porter (D-Calif.), who is really chummy with one of Swalwell’s timely accusers, finds herself one step closer to running the largest state in the union deeper into the outhouse history. But Porter has some anger-prone skeletons herself.
Hellbound and Down 