Well... I already do that, too. BUT OK! COME ON THEN!

As a representative of the "American Heartland" woman, in my forties, I hate to break it to M. Hucks, but we've been smoking, swearing, fucking, and drinking in the flyover states for quite a while now. Wearing pants, voting, showing our ankles, the whole shebang. It's like we think we're people or something.

I fear that cannot be possible as I, in fact, wear all the cardigans!

I've got this awesome hippie Wiccan facebook friend, and she posted a link to an article about vaginal steaming the other day, and no lie, Facebook's top "suggested link" underneath my friend's post was a link to a food.com recipe for steamed clams.

I love dressing like an old lady, so I am glad to now be an old lady. I wear all the cardigans.

What?! Choose! Choose the form of your Destructor, Bears!

Blasphemy!

I am just going to replace all my curse words with well timed farts. YOUR MOVE HUCKABEE.

The perverts up by the stage would be, I suppose, venture fapitalists?

They ARE painful. And delicious.

Goopyth's sex bark sounds worse than a dog bite.

Baby Got Back is two years older than she is. Could this be an egregious case of the youngs?

I'm pretty sure a pirate started the booty movement.

Leave it to Gwyneth to monetize homeopathic roofies.

i am a fucking poet

Bifocals sound cooler than they actually are.

I think people like her are just sociopaths. Even if religion wasn't a thing- they'd find some justification to be horrible to the scapegoat of their choice.

Yeah, I got really confused and thought she was referring to this at first:

Somewhere a '70s van is missing it's painting...