LADIES! I cannot wait until Hillary Clinton walks out at the Inaugural Ball to Janet Jackson’s “Nasty.” If the Clinton campaign doesn’t start selling “Nasty Woman” T-shirts immediately it will be a gross miscarriage of justice. In Trump’s typical “I Know You Are, But What Am I”-caliber of insults last night the “Such a nasty woman” line was by far the most hilarious. And by hilarious I mean, JFC this guy is undermining the very fabric of our democracy with his “keep you in suspense” utter lunacy of accepting the election results. Anyway, let’s all celebrate the fact that we made it through all three debates. And at least it gives us an opportunity to relive the magnificence that was the “Control” album. In Miss Jackson’s immortal words, Nasty boys, don't mean a thing. And it’s Madam President, if you’re nasty.
p.s. This Hillary burn from last night was so amazing they just straight made it into an ad. Nasty women, unite. (And vote.)
p.p.s. Be sure to visit nastywomengetshitdone.com when you get a chance. Goes in my bookmarks with vagendaofmanocide.com.