Max Dribble

@MusicPills10 That band is doing a fantastic job of covering that song!

When you play a private party and "Robert Smith" shows up 😄😂

@kaitlancollins You 86 someone from a bar, leave and don't come back. Never heard it to mean off someone. Ever.......The king is the bully you punch in school who then runs to mommy crying for hours...

Maggie Haberman's reporting on the Comey's second indictment and how it's being viewed inside Trumpworld.

@atrupar you’d think the Wingers for Trump would embrace Comey because he essentially got Trump elected because of his Hillary emails report 10 days prior to the 2016 election.

@atrupar @MeidasTouch Ok touchy-feely Gym. Epstein !!!

JIM JORDAN: Jim Comey started the 10 year attack on President Trump. Remember the dossier? He leaked memos. He leaked classified information. Now he tells us he didn't do anything wrong. FOX NEWS: Everything you listed he's not being charged with in this case

@InteractiveCams @ShallNotBeCivil @For_Film_Fans No response “shall not”? Work in a salad.

@ShallNotBeCivil @For_Film_Fans Yeah, Mar-a-lago women are sooo natural, lol. Also, why are republicans so obsessed with penises? Maybe you and Lindsay Graham should talk?

When JANIS JOPLIN met RAQUEL WELCH on The Dick Cavett Show in 1970.

@progrocksongs ELP Lucky Man

What’s the first progressive rock song that comes to mind when you hear the 𝗛𝗮𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗻?

@KerryHolmekb After Nov. you might be correct....

LARA TRUMP: “I wish people knew how much easier Trump’s life would’ve been if he'd never gotten involved in politics. He's the one President to leave the White House with less money than he went into it with.” 🤥

I almost threw a punch in the checkout line last Tuesday—not because I’m violent, but because at 74 years old, I finally woke up. I’m a retired mechanic from outside Detroit. I live alone in a house that smells like dust and silence. My wife, Ellen, passed away six years ago. My kids? They’re busy in New York and Atlanta, chasing careers and raising grandkids I mostly see on FaceTime. Recently, I realized I had become invisible. Just “that old guy” blocking the aisle with his cart, counting pennies because Social Security doesn’t stretch as far as it used to. Every Friday, I go to the big superstore on the edge of town. It’s the highlight of my week—which tells you everything you need to know about my life. That’s where I met Mateo. He was the cashier at Lane 4. Young—maybe 22. He had an eyebrow piercing and tattoos running down his arms, sleeves of ink disappearing under his blue vest. To a lot of folks from my generation, he looked like trouble. His English carried a heavy accent. He’d say, “Did you find everything okay, sir?” and most people wouldn’t even look up from their phones. They’d just shove their credit card into the machine. I watched people treat him like furniture. A woman in a fancy coat huffed, “Can’t you go faster?” A man muttered, “Learn the language or go home.” Mateo never flinched. He just kept scanning, smiling, and saying, “Have a blessed day.” Three weeks ago, I was standing behind a young mother. She looked exhausted—dark circles under her eyes, a baby crying in the cart. She was buying store-brand diapers and two jugs of milk. When she swiped her card, the machine buzzed. Declined. She turned red. “I… let me put the milk back,” she stammered, holding back tears. “I get paid on Monday.” Before I could reach for my wallet, Mateo was already moving. He didn’t make a scene. He didn’t announce it. He simply pulled a crumpled ten-dollar bill from his pocket, scanned it, and handed her the receipt. “It is covered, miss,” he said quietly. “Go feed the baby.” She stared at him, shocked, whispered thank you, and hurried out. The next customer immediately started complaining about the wait. But I saw. That night, I sat in my recliner staring at the wall. Here was this kid—working for minimum wage, getting treated like dirt—giving away his own money to a stranger. Meanwhile, I’d spent the last five years feeling sorry for myself. The next Friday, I wrote a note on a napkin. When I got to his register, I slid it over. It said: “You are a good man. I saw what you did.” Mateo read it. He looked up, and for the first time, his professional mask slipped. His eyes filled with tears. “Thank you, Mr. Frank,” he whispered. We started talking. I learned he works two jobs and takes online night classes to become a paramedic. “I want to save lives,” he told me. “My parents sacrificed everything to get me here. I cannot waste it.” Then came last Tuesday. The store was packed. Tensions were high—these days, everyone seems on edge. A large man in a baseball cap slammed his items onto the belt. Mateo made a small mistake. He had to void an item. It took an extra thirty seconds. The man exploded. “Are you stupid?” he shouted, loud enough for three lines to hear. “This is America. Why do they hire people who can’t even run a register? Go back to where you came from!” The air went still. People stared at the floor. The cashier next to us looked terrified. Mateo just stared at the scanner, his hands trembling slightly. My heart pounded. My whole life, I’ve been the “keep your head down” type. Don’t make waves. Mind your business. But this was my business. I stepped forward. My joints ached, but I stood as tall as my 5'9" frame would allow. “Hey!” I barked. My voice cracked—then steadied. The man turned. “What?” “He works harder in one shift than you probably do all week,” I said, pointing at Mateo. “He’s studying to save lives. He helped a mother buy diapers when she had nothing. What have you done today besides yell at a kid?” The man’s face turned red. “Mind your business, old man.” “Decency is everyone’s business,” I said. “You want to be tough? Be tough enough to show some respect.” The line fell silent. Then a woman behind me started clapping. Slowly. Another person nodded. “He’s right,” someone muttered. The man grabbed his bags and stormed off, still muttering under his breath. I looked at Mateo. He wasn’t trembling anymore. He stood straighter, shoulders back. He met my eyes and nodded. A quiet understanding passed between us—between a 74-year-old retiree and a 22-year-old trying to build a future. I walked to my car shaking. I cried in the parking lot—not out of sadness, but because for the first time in years, I felt alive. I felt like a human being again. Yesterday, Mateo handed me my receipt. On the back, in neat handwriting, he had written: “My father is far away. Today, you were like a father to me.” I’m sharing this because we are living in angry times. We are told to hate each other. We are told to pick sides. But here’s what I learned in that checkout line: You don’t have to fix the world. You don’t have to solve every problem. Sometimes, all you have to do is change the air in the room. Be the one who speaks up. Be the one who sees the person behind the name tag. Because at the end of the day, we’re all just walking each other home. Make sure you’re good company.

@atrupar SARA Eisen

SARA EISEN: The president is just expressing what he wants in terms of monetary policy ELIZABETH WARREN: I'm sorry. Is that real? You think it's not different to say 'here's how I read the numbers' and being the president and employing the DOJ to bring criminal charges against someone?

@Acyn Nudnick is another self-aggrandizing ass like the whole administration, it's hard to tell who's more revolting..

Shaheen: How does insulting our closest ally and neighbor help the businesses in my state and states all across this country who are hurting because of the loss of Canadian business and tourism? Lutnick: Canada's economy leans on the incredible $30 trillion economy of America. Shaheen: We have all those Canadian visitors who are not coming because of your comments and comments by the administration. How does that help our economy? Lutnick: It is outrageous that Canada will not put U.S. Spirits on the shelf. Shaheen: And they won't do it because of the insults from this president and comments like yours.

@MClittlebigg @EricLDaugh There was no democrat in the race.

@EricLDaugh No one in Miami is going to vote for Castro loving Democrats!

🚨 BREAKING: Florida Republicans just scored a +18 POINT OVERPERFORMANCE in West Miami tonight Republican Gustavo Ceballos WINS City Commission, 74.6%-25.4% That's a 49-point win. Donald Trump won this city by 31 points. Liberals WON'T want to talk about this one! 🔥

Dustin Wolf created the most wholesome moment of the NHL season

Yes, they really did this.

@atrupar So say's the beer and cheese filled looser Ronny J.

Sen. Ron Johnson: "I am hoping and praying that President Trump is, that this really is bluster. I do not want to see us start blowing up civilian infrastructure. I do not want to see that. We are not at war with the Iranian people. We are trying to liberate them."

@KariLake @NEWSMAX @SchmittNYC I did not know Kari escaped from her crack in the earth...

Now the President can't even renovate the White House with private funds? When do we finally say enough with these activist judges? The President is fed up. The American people are fed up watching district court judges act like they were elected to run the executive branch. Something has to give.

Astonishing how a lying, hypocritical Kristi Noem publicly pushed one set of values by banning drag shows, while living quite another in private.

This woman has spent her life terrorizing other people. She deserves everything coming at her right now.

@thedailybeast It's just the BEST!!! NO ONE deserves it more!! I wanna take out a billboard!!

A fetish cam girl who says she was paid $5,000 over the past two years to dominate Kristi Noem’s husband while he wore big false boobs has told the Daily Beast: “There is no way in hell that she did not know.” trib.al/m4rTIem

@atrupar Johnsons brain is filled with cheese and beer.....

Ron Johnson: "I was disappointed in the Supreme Court justices. The Constitution is not a suicide pact. Maybe their ruling will be on the law and Constitution, but you have to look at the bigger picture here."