FecalMatters
FecalMatters
FecalMatters

From what I’ve heard, that’s not the case if you’re a lady on a dating site.

I thought it was funny like “look at this big dorky white guy using hood slang.” I lived in the hood at the time and my workplace was mostly non-white. Race was discussed frequently and casually and really I just thought I had a pass.

I’m ashamed to say I totally thought it was okay for me to ironically use the word because, after all, iiiii wasn’t racist. That was over ten years ago in my mid-twenties when I was pulled aside by an older black co-worker and put in my place. I don’t know how you get to Maher’s age without realizing that it doesn’t

I like to imagine that your wife works at a very small workplace, and everybody in the office is wondering who the mystery shitter is.

Yeah exactly. The dorks on 4chan realized they could approximate hip too with their moms’ Wahl clippers and it was all over after that. Btw I shouldn’t talk I’m as absolute monstrosity. But I’m not a Nazi so there’s that.

You know Spencer initially freaked me out because I thought he was actually intelligent, but the more I see of him I realize he’s actually quite dim, in addition to being a poor public speaker. Also his hairstyle was fashionable at one time but now is similar to wearing a mullet.

Damn. Trump is 6'3", which makes Jesus like 7'.

This is the internet, where I can’t be incorrect, so I’m going to say that jumping into the ocean when you’re that drunk is such a reckless act that it is a kind of suicide, isn’t it.

The Manson-Beach Boys connection is pretty fascinating. Dennis Wilson once beat the shit out of Manson after Manson implicitly threatened Wilson’s family. Dennis may have stolen a Beach Boys song from Manson, and there’s speculation that Wilson’s suicide may have been partially inspired by the fact that Wilson felt

I think the theaters should accommodate the deaf patrons, but I personally wouldn’t be able to enjoy the movie with the captions on and I would ask for my money back

Raincoats

I thought it was obviously a dream sequence. Boy goes to sleep, then “wakes up”. Bunch of bat shit insane stuff happens. Boy goes to sleep and wakes up again and the world is normal.

High five!

Just ask each prospective partner for their latest ex’s phone number. I’m sure the ex will tell you everything you need to know.

“I am such a generous lover that I sometimes resent that my partner gets more pleasure than I do.”

Thank you

Thank you for your anonymous compassion. A few people responded similarly and it was really heartening.

I think that seeing it as a personal failure-whether you’re used to succeeding or used to failing-makes it really difficult, and increases to draw to return to a bad situation.

I’m in that situation except basically my whole life has been a failure and now losing my wife is just another one.

“Well let’s see...me. I’m a writer. The Donald. That’s one. Okay...Shakespeare? Okay that’s two. LOCK HER UP!”