I would have appreciated a security guard or two at my high school back in Mississippi. Violence was a pretty common occurrence. Heck, one day, a parent came by with a gun so that he could shoot some kid who was fighting with his own kid. It was the hero principal who pushed through the crowd and tackled the…

I briefly dated a chiropractor. In short, he thought he was a real doctor, he involved in that damn mangosteen juice pyramid scheme (...and got pissed when I came back from the Asian market with some real mangosteen), and he had the thinnest skin I had ever encountered.
....he was also a fan of the “jackhammer…

Controllers are also joking that we will be forced to start broadcasting advertisements with the hourly ATIS broadcast and other transmissions.

I am now thinking that if Trumpers were on the Titanic, and finally realized the boat was sinking, they would be throwing the women and children off the life rafts...

I volunteer to stand in the background with a bluetooth speaker in order to provide the proper music for either scenario.

Second date.

I just find it morbidly amusing in that he will solve this paradox and turn North America into a smoldering crater.

I figured that if I met an awesome guy, only to find that he voted for 45, I would not go any further because it would be a sign of everything incompatible looming underneath the surface...

Yup, my Granny flicked a cigarette butt on the ground without a thought. I picked it up, put it out, and threw it in a butt can—then both her and my Dad started making fun of me for, “some saving the planet thing.”

Don’t forget “Cheeto Voldemort,” “Trumplestiltskin,” “TrumpleThinSkin,” and the every elegant and simple, “45.”

The outside world doesn’t see Americans as this split thing of people who voted for Trump and those who didn’t. They see us as one nation who elected this asshole (and there is no better term for him) into office.

My Granny pulled the, “I am taking my frustrations out on you because I was raised not to say these things to men.”

I am also certain that any world leader who finds themselves scheduled to meet with 45 trains in how to avoid his douchepower-grabby-handshake. They get someone to imitate that terrible “handshake,” then train until they can withstand and counter it.

Ditto. I am not spending thousands of dollars to go to Europe and NOT take pictures of the tasty, gorgeous, well-plated (and sometimes strange) food items that I consume. My best memories are of awe-inspiring croque monsieurs, bufala appetizers, and downright beautiful cicchetti.

This sounds exactly like the relationship dynamic between my Dad and me...except I have no husband because I am “too intimidating” for normal men.

I purchased a Benro tripod on Amazon. It looked amazing because it could actually extend into a selfie stick, which also worked with the tripod feature if you wanted a higher camera. It also has a Bluetooth remote for easy picture-taking.

Mulan II was an absolute dumpster fire. I needed a good year before I could even watch the original again because that sequel ruined everything!!!

That was always my response...and “dogs.” However, every serious relationship I had involved a guy that wanted to have LOTS of kids...and they never took me seriously and tell me about how happy I would be with “X”-number of kids.

The solution to that is some Jack Russell Terrier. I happened into what I thought was a corgi puppy...who ALWAYS ran at top speed. As the puppy grew, I realized he was half corgi, half JRT. That dog has never met a ball that he would not chase...and he NEVER stops. People gaze upon him in awe because they think he is…

My brother was in a similar situation in my house—I unintentionally became an enabler because he was simply too comfortable to leave. After years of failed efforts on my part to get him to contribute or go, I finally had to move out and practically sell the house out from under him.