“...and THAT’S why you should never be a racist, xenophobic, classist asshole.”
“...and THAT’S why you should never be a racist, xenophobic, classist asshole.”
If you listen to the lyrics to “Tattooed Love Boys” this will not surprise you one little bit.
I used to teach elementary art in a really low-income school district near Denver. One student, Franklin, was a third-grader who was homeless and living in a car with his mother at the time. The district and social services were aware and helping as much as possible, but mom was hard to work with due to some ongoing…
i’m her age, and no, i do not have the same mindset she has. we weren’t’ brought up in the 50s, we were brought up in the 60s/70s and things had changed vastly by then. rape is rape, no means no, forcing yourself on someone is a crime against their person.
Twitter loves this shit, and I love Twitter. <3
I really hope they’re barefoot and the hallways are paved with grapes.
that’s a good point. there was so much consternation about Daniel Craig not “looking” like James Bond...but he’s like, the best Bond since Connery.
Also, fucking ROGER MOORE played James Bond for 10 years.
I’ve had an incredibly shitty day at work and this is exactly what I needed.
My aunt did the same thing after my dad died! I was 16 and it was so jarring because she’d be like “I had coffee with your father this morning!” Which threw me because I wasn’t used to the idea of him being dead and also he didn’t like coffee and I don’t think ghost dad would have taken it up in the afterlife. She…
When my uncle (my Dad’s brother) died a few years ago, the minister of the church he and my aunt had recently started attending decided to make his remarks about “a subject that [my uncle] was very passionate about” and then proceeded to spend the next 40 minutes ranting about the gays and about how gay marriage was…
I don't understand people who talk about their abusive/neglectful/selfish parents, and say they still love them. I've never gotten this. But then I just realized, literally this last week, that those people who say this are usually addicts.
Did the same thing - checked SS registry for abt 10 years. Father’s Day just doesn't feel the same for us, does it?
Attended a Spanish/Mexican funeral with my mother of some distant relative that I didn’t know but we had to go to “represent the family”. We walk into a huge funeral home lobby and see a little sign that indicated our service was happening in east wing with another occurring in the west wing. So we walked to the left…
Unfortunately this story stars me.
“The summer before I turned 13 my boobs came in and my uncle died.”
This is kinda triggering for me, bc we are almost at the 30-year mark. It’s probably not funny, or strange, but it will be cathartic to write.
Most bizarre? Finding out at my shitheel grandfather’s funeral that my camo-loving, Bambi hunting, proud Marine cousin was 10o% pro-gay marriage and loved sushi, karaoke, and gay bars. He’s always been a really wonderful person, but until my grndfather’s funeral, I didn’t know there was another foaming-at-the-mouth…
When my father died we put together a lovely memorial with lots of photos and music and my sister and I both spoke. My BIL played his guitar (he’s a pro) and did a beautiful version of “Amazing Grace” (which my father loved). I had lined up a bagpiper ( he REALLY loved bagpipes - actually had albums - vinyl records no…
My grandma is a real bitch. Imagine Joan Crawford in Mommy Dearest and throw religion into the mix. That’s my grandma. She never let my mom and aunt have friends over, and any friends they did have, she started really terrible rumors about them. She never came to visit us, didn’t come to my wedding, my cousin’s…