I usually roll my eyes at political cartoons, but this one seemed apt:

Miss World Go to Hell

Sooooooooo edgy. My hand, it is cramped from the clutching of the pearls.

Except the context was there: two people were trying to get NPH to do something he was uncomfortable with simply for their sexual gratification. That is degrading, not the act of twerking in general. That is consistent independent of race, gender, or sexual orientation. "Twerking on comand" not just twerking because…

No. Roosters are dicks. They yell always. They also have spiky feet and they will kick you with them.

"hooker perform a live sex show, I would have taken her to Tijuan"

1. These people seem very familiar with what goes on in porn palaces and Tijuana.

Pens and pencils and notebooks. I still get weak in the knees in stationary aisles.

As I teach college, I have the joy of picking out new school supplies every semester for the rest of my working life.

Pens with different colored inks all within the same pen!

And then there's this.... Most colorful/organized notes ever!!!

I just took a quick glance around my desk and saw 3 totally different spiral bound notebooks**, one of which I haven't even used yet.

Hands down the best school supply ever!

I was always an artsy kid, so the giant box of Prismacolor scholar pencil crayons was always a big win. I was so jealous until I got my own box.
Then I would sit for like an hour to organize them into what I refer to as "rainbow order".

Oh my god I need to get high on a Mr. Sketch marker right the eff now!!1

The super intense, 3 subject multiple pocket 5 Star spiral bound notebooks with tear-away pages and the plastic covers. And the Zippered binders.

A binder with perfectly organized tabs that will be discarded after day 1 and replaced with a borrowed sheet of paper. And then a borrowed pencil, because I lost that, too.

The year was 1991. I was looking forward to nine months full of school pictures with lasers in the background, stretch pants with seams down the front, and overly elaborate ponytails. My mother always bought the plainest supplies: the yellow pencils only. The dull folders sold in bulk. Looking back, we just didn't…

Fountain pens. Cuz the parents stress good penmanship.