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@MbarkCherguia Who gets the last French fry

Wrong answers only: What are they fighting over? 😂

@AntiLeftMemes Get a replacement

What is your response to Joe Scarborough?

@KatTimpf @Gutfeldfox I’m sorry for your loss. Please accept our condolences

My seemingly healthy, strong father Daniel “Dad Timpf” Timpf died very unexpectedly on the evening of May 7 at just 69 years old.   It does not seem like enough to simply call him my father, because he was so much more than that. He was my rock, my hero and my best friend. He was loyal, funny, kind, selfless, hard-working, and so devoted to his children that it was impossible to be near him and not find yourself inspired. He was a writer, a painter, a sailor, and somehow knowledgeable on every subject from world history to literature to accounting. He was the most dependable person anyone has ever met. I always felt like, as long as I had his phone number, there was not a problem I could not solve. I needed him here with me; I am not okay, and I am far from the only person who feels this.   The birth of my son in February 2025, his first grandchild, was supposed to be a happy new beginning for our family. A family that had been already once devastated by an untimely loss: the loss of my mother Anne Marie to a rare disease in 2014 just a matter of weeks after her diagnosis.   The joy of my son’s birth was, of course, complicated by my also very unexpected breast cancer diagnosis just a matter of hours before going into labor with him. During this time, my dad did what he did best, which was to save the day. As soon as he heard about my diagnosis, he simply got into the car and started driving to New York -- making it through the tunnel just as my  son was born…on the day that happened to be his own birthday, as well.   In the tumultuous time of a simultaneous new cancer diagnosis and new baby, my dad was the sole reason for our stability, rushing in to help care for our son, and returning to do so again for my double mastectomy, reconstructive surgery, and any time that we ever needed him. It was an awful, awful year… but I found so much joy and hope throughout it by watching the beauty of a very special relationship form between my son and my father. This horrible thing that was happening was creating such a very special bond between the two of them -- almost making the terrible thing worth it -- and I was so excited to see how that bond would grow.   The bond was of top priority for my father, who visited from Michigan often. I saw him last on the Monday before he died, and my son was so proud to help his grandfather push his suitcase down to the car as he left. The goodbyes were quick. Why wouldn’t they be? We would all see each other again at the beginning of June, when we would all head to Texas for my shows and to see my grandpa. We wanted to make sure that my son could spend as much time as he could with his great-grandfather. He is, after all, 93.   I was certainly not over the trauma of my cancer or having to amputate the breasts I so badly wanted to feed my son with, but the one thing I could always count on to get me through my worst moments was seeing my son’s and my father’s faces light up when they saw each other, be it during the visits or our routine morning and bedtime FaceTime calls.   That is, at least, until I had to hear over the phone from a doctor I had never met in an emergency room in the same town up north that I’d previously announced to my father that I was pregnant that my dad was dead; I would never see him again, and neither would my son. It would turn out that last year was not the hard one, after all. Rather, it was the one I would now do anything to relive. I would amputate my breasts every year just to be able to speak with him one more time, even for five minutes.   I am currently living an unimaginable horror. For many people, this is a tragic story. For me, it’s my life. I do not know how I will recover from it. I only know that I have to for the sake of what is left of my family.

@lady_valor_07 Wolf man Jack

I’m probably going to trigger some people again... 😅 Honestly, I don't recognize this one. Who is he?

@SaltyGoat17 Tough guy probably lives in his parents basement

Hey fellas… Anyone concerned about this pencil neck dork?

@AmericaFirsst Didn’t know he was still on the air

🚨Breaking: Howard Stern is demanding that all Trump supporters must stop listening to his radio show. What’s your reaction to this?

@saras76 Karma is a bitch

BMW driver stealing a shopping cart like she’s fresh out the entitlement hood, and the cart bitch slapped back by smashing her own rear window 😂

@SandySmithNC @PressSec Congratulations!

A big Congratulations to our amazing @PressSec Karoline Leavitt and her husband on the birth of their beautiful baby girl!!!

She deserves the death penalty

@TaraBull Dirtbag

Describe Jimmy Kimmel in one word

She would need an ambulance for a GSW

@Eman_8282 Her life

Hope she gets fired

Get the ball.

He should be arrested

@honeymoon250 $15

@FeelYouHappy I hope he broke it again

A man who came to open his shop early in the morning collapsed while trying to hit a dog lying in front of him with his cane. 🔹 His leg, which was broken 3 weeks ago, was seriously injured again in this incident. 🔹 He was taken to the hospital for treatment.

@DrAlmarielao Shut it down. They need to pay

A waiter walks up to the table with the check. The woman barely looks at it and says, “Oh, I don’t pay. I promote. I’m an influencer.” The waiter pauses, thinking she’s joking, but she doubles down; “I’m not like a normal person, I don’t pay for meals.” The waiter calmly replies, “That’s not how it works here, you still need to pay.” There’s a difference between real brand partnerships and entitlement. Promotion only works when both sides agree to it beforehand; not as a surprise at the end of a meal. Expecting free service just because of a title undermines the value of everyone else’s work. Do you think businesses should ever accept “exposure” as payment, or should this kind of expectation be shut down completely?

@Savsays He’s a dirt bag

UPDATE: Chris Ostroushko says that the backlash his family has been receiving for their actions last weekend has been “overwhelming” and “nonstop” He’s now “second guessing” living in the United States, because he’s unhappy with how negatively the public has reacted to him assaulting a woman on camera. He is in complete disbelief, stating that, "I've never had anything like this happen in my life". Chris and Deyanna have been going on a press tour continuing to assert that they are the real victims, despite millions watching the footage of them instigating everything. There is also a GoFundMe for them, where they are currently trying to raise $8k, stating that they’ve lost their jobs and, “are facing one of the most overwhelming and life-altering moments they have ever experienced”. The family has still taken zero accountability for any of the violence they committed and are in complete shock that they are facing consequences for their actions. Last week Chris also did an interview where he lied, stating that his family is “absolutely not violent" and that all he did was "stay back and watch" everything, despite being on camera shoving me multiple times.

@KatTimpf I think sharing your story is helping other women. Knowing that they are not alone probably means a lot to them. Keep sharing your experience, it’s doing a lot of good.

This is an evil thing to say. Being forced to amputate my breasts in order to save my life when I wanted nothing more than to breastfeed my newborn son was traumatic. I am not over it. I am going to continue to talk about it for the sake of myself and for those who can relate.