James certainly has a way with words…and he’s right! @RealJamesWoods

Unity Day at a NC high school was supposed to be anti-bullying. Instead, more than a dozen students turned the hallway into a fight, shoved teachers, and clashed with police. Classic "teens" behavior. Really stayed true to the theme.

Finish this sentence … “I don’t care why the Democrats lie as long as”……

I wish you an Xtra goodnight and a great tomorrow! Sleep well! 🙏❤️✝️

For me, the jury is still out on Bill Barr, but I’m pretty sure about Mike Pence, and I’m very disappointed in him!!

Tongue twisters were never meant to be songs. They were kitchen-table traps. 😄 A grandparent would start “eenie meenie,” then stack “red leather, yellow leather” and “pick a peck of pepper” until somebody’s tongue waved the white flag and the whole table lost it. 👅🚩 That is the whole joke in this little barnyard band. 🤠 The Yorkie kicks it off like he has been rehearsing in the dirt since sunup and the hat is doing most of the work. The baby on the hay bale is already strumming like rent is due. Then the donkey shows up with an accordion he definitely did not pay for, the pig takes bass, and the armadillo is drumming with whatever he had in his pockets. 🥁🐷 By the time the two cats in fringe shirts start shuffling, the rhyme has done what those old drills always did. It got faster than the mouth, and the mess is the point. 😹 The raccoons just showed up for the afterparty and somehow became the headliners. We used to do this on the porch with nothing but a garden hose and a plastic cup. 💦 No band. No boots. Just somebody saying it backward, then sideways, then daring the next kid to beat it. The ones who got it mixed up always got one more go. That rule still holds, even if your band is a pig and a very confident armadillo. 😂 AI animals, real memory. If your tongue can do a somersault, you already know how this ends. 🤠🎵

If you’re a baseball fan, you might not recognize the face, but you would sure recognize the voice. Think you know? Give me a clue without giving away his name.

Christa Pike tortured and murdered Colleen Slemmer. The state ordered death, botched two lethal doses, and now pays to keep the killer alive at taxpayers' expense. This is so bizarre.

I am just posting this video for no particular reason at all…👀👀

I agree with Vice President JD Vance.

Try being a witch on horse. Broomsticks and paddle boards are for amateurs. I said what I said. Samoa can confirm. 👻🎃💥⚡️🐴🤣

Toshi’s Daily Challenge: Beach Froggy Beach Club is officially OPEN. Created with @AIMemeCreator #FroggyFriday

Empaths, Trauma Dumping & Why Boundaries Matter Being an empath can be a beautiful thing. You notice when someone is hurting. You listen. You care deeply, and sometimes you feel another person’s emotions almost as strongly as your own. But that gift needs boundaries. There is a difference between someone opening up during a difficult time and repeatedly trauma dumping on another person without considering whether they have the emotional capacity to receive it. Most people who do this aren’t trying to hurt anyone. They may simply be overwhelmed and desperately need somewhere to put everything they’re carrying. We can have compassion for that while recognizing that another human being cannot become their emotional dumping ground. For empaths, this is especially important. When you naturally absorb the emotions around you, you can walk away from a conversation carrying anxiety, sadness, anger, fear, or exhaustion that wasn’t yours when the conversation began. Because you care, you may also feel guilty about stepping away. But caring about someone does not mean you have to carry them. Healthy relationships make room for both people. It’s okay to ask, “Do you have the bandwidth for something heavy?” It’s also okay for the answer to be no. Boundaries aren’t rejection. They aren’t selfishness, and they don’t mean someone’s pain doesn’t matter. Sometimes a boundary simply says: “I love you. I care about what you’re going through. But I don’t have the emotional capacity to hold this right now.” You can listen when you’re able. You can encourage someone. You can pray for them. You can point them toward additional support. What you don’t have to do is sacrifice your own emotional well-being to prove that you care. Empathy is a gift. Boundaries are how we protect that gift so we can keep using it with love.

🇺🇸Well….there you have it.🇺🇸

Psst…just saying. 👇🏾Hard pill to swallow when reality steps in.

Thune is a globalist Uni-Party snake. How is he still in power?

We’ve all heard of the Hellcat. Here’s a Hell Kitten! People are dropping the Hell Cat engine into this thing. 💀🤯😂😂👊🏼

What was the PHONE RULE in your house? ☎️ When you were growing up, did your parents have rules about the phone? How long could you stay on? Could friends call during dinner? And heaven help you if somebody made a long-distance call. 😂 What was the rule at your house?

In March 2005, an 11-year-old girl climbed onto the roof of an abandoned building in Los Angeles to retrieve a soccer ball. When she looked down the chimney, she saw a human skull. Police recovered the remains of a teenage boy, but they had no idea who he was. Months later, a reconstruction of his face was shown on television, and a woman thought it looked like her cousin Robert “Robbie” Thompson. Robbie was 14 years old when he disappeared from his family's home on Christmas Eve 1977. DNA confirmed the remains were his. It had been raining that day, and Robbie disappeared without his shoes. His family searched the neighborhood looking for him and even searched the same building where his remains would be found 28 years later. Nobody looked inside the chimney. A man connected to Robbie's family left the house shortly after Robbie disappeared and wasn't seen again that day. Years later, Robbie's younger brother told police the same man had threatened him by saying he'd killed Robbie. The man denied it and was never charged in Robbie's death. Robbie had been inside that chimney just a few blocks from his home for nearly three decades, still wearing the clothes he'd been wearing when he disappeared. How does a barefoot 14-year-old boy disappear on a rainy Christmas Eve and end up inside a chimney in a building his own family searched? What do you think happened to Robbie?

Apparently this German Shepherd has a tiny dentist, and she takes walk-in appointments. Those little fingers are awfully close to some serious teeth. His response is the part worth watching. Bravo, you’re overdue for a checkup.

So many people often wonder why im so into Fall and Halloween. It all goes back to my childhood. Let's just say that this could easily pass for a video from my last family reunion. That would be my cousin Shawn climbing the tower. Heas a real freak. We might not all be very good lookin, but we sure know how to have a really good time. 🎃🔪🤣🍂🍁