Poor Bimbo Sophie is being tortured by the media. What can she possibly do?
Well, she *IS* a bimbo, so maybe thinking about sex will make her feel better while watching the debate last night. I managed to avoid the entire thing, on purpose, and only a few friends made comments on Facebook so I had a peaceful night sleep. I still haven't gotten too much into it, other than seeing that a conservative sports talk radio show host I listen to say that Trump lost, so he must've done something wrong, other than lots of sniffles. I'm also guessing that Clinton did many of her little ticks and idiosyncrasies that drive people insane. God, that "laugh" of hers just crawls up my spine for some reason, like she's really an alien who doesn't get humor, and just laughs oddly, and either too long or at the wrong time.
Anyway, was there anyone out there that is currently undecided about these two, honestly? I am going to theorize here that everyone went into this already firmly entrenched on one side or the other, and were hoping for there to be some sort of train wreck moment. Otherwise, you're just a masochist, and not the fun kind that wears leather owns at least 3 different kinds of harnesses.
So, this caption is pretty much the best outlook for any of you who suffered through the debate, and apparently 83 million of you did watch. YIKES!
The themes and premises inside this caption are generic and well-trodden. If I inadvertently stole your jokes, just know that they aren't that clever or anything. Try harder next time! Especially the "Erect" part which probably started with Gilda Radner.