MommetCoddler
Mommet Coddler
MommetCoddler

This is kind of apropos of nothing, but I am so impressed by the kids who attend the middle school LGBTQ/Ally group I run. First, it blows my mind how knowledgeable they are about terminology and identity and how (relatively) certain they are about their own. We have kids who identify as trans, pansexual, nonbinary,

In sum: Allen West, voted out of office, seeks desperate bid for relevancy with similar-minded troglodytes.

See ladies? I'm glad we could clear this up and now we know it isn't a lack of access to mental health treatment, or better gun laws fault. It's all women's fault. Why won't you just do your job and have sex with people you don't want to like God intended?

Don't worry, in a few years he'll be living in the hills, only coming down into civilization to steal a chicken or two. And the locals will tell stories to their children of the crazy wild old man who will steal them away to HateLand if they don't eat their vegetables.

I have some pretty extreme middle names to cope with as it is, but god, if I was a boy I would've been... Mungo. MUNGO. Mungooooooo. My grandparents, bless them, bought a dog and called him Mungo in a last-ditch attempt to save me but my parents were planning to go ahead with it anyway, so set were they on ruining my

I was |—| this far from being named (now forgive me for I do not know how this would have been spelled, but) Sofranzbe. sew-FRONDS-bee. Needless to say, cooler heads prevailed and I got a sexy French name instead. Only I got a guy middle name. The same spelling as a certain soon-to-be-former Senator from

Wednesday. Wednesday Leigh.

My bf is related to twins also named Jack and Jill. Jill teases her dad, if she has twins they will be Captain and Tennille. Jack wants three girls named Earth, Wind and Fire.

I Wanna Be on Television is the more accurate title for all reality tv.

2 actually, I think! Harold Lauder in The Stand (I think he said 'bitterly')

COTD!

Despite all your rage, they are still just some cats on a page

"The kids were absolutely ravenous," remarked an onlooker. "At one point they cut the throat of a raccoon and feasted on the blood while cooing "'sweet nectar.'" Another witness noted that blood-soaked copies of acclaimed hit Country Strong were found scattered around the restaurant.

I am saddened that the internet has gotten so ridiculous that people can't immediately tell I was purposely being hyperbolic. Sigh. Still the dude's a wanker.

You must not work in a large corporation. They LOVE to waste paper.

I need more middle fingers.

Some men, just want to watch the world burn...

Please tell Jesse he's a jerk.

The grey haired guy and his wife are my good friends!! Their names are Tony and Chelsea Northrup, they've got a great sense of humor and have been getting a kick out of this Velveeta thing. They're both very talented photographers and you can check out their work here!

I'm picturing them popping a giant zit made of thigh fat with a laser pointer ...

side note: I'm learning to make spatzle now.