You know what really burns my biscuits? This how low can you go limbo winner standard we have for our highest office. Just because the Orange One didn’t fling verbal feces one time, doesn’t mean he’s “presidential.” Can we please hold someone accountable for longer than an hour when giving out a thumbs up or down? This isn’t 50 Shades of Grey, it’s the “Leader of the Free World” or whatever. What scorches my biscuits the most, is that it’s the media that’s oh so willing to dish out praise like a battered boy/girlfriend. They are so like, “He didn’t hit me this time, look at all the good words he put together. Those are good words. Ain’t he just the best?” For the record, like based on his record, he’s not. Furthermore, way to whore out the widow of a fallen soldier. That doesn’t deserve kudos. You would have to be beyond a monster to not applaud that woman’s sacrifice. You don’t get brownie points for being a decent human being. Burnt biscuits never killed anyone, but being a lap dog does.