Considering he was born in Wales, educated in Wales and England, served in the RAF, lived the majority of his life in the UK, and is to this day closely associated with the UK, I think it’s fair to say he’s British, Norwegian parents aside.

The man was born in South Wales, fought in the RAF and died in Oxford. I’m afraid you’re gonna have to go find another brilliant children’s novelist to claim as your own!

I have a very strong suspicion that you are Piers Morgan.

Pouring one out for the pitiful old rich white guy still spouting misogyny.

Damning him with your faint praise, I’m impressed.

Nice! I once pooped out of my penis because my small intestines had turned to mush and a fistula had formed between them and my bladder. That one took a lot of surgeries and a ileostomy to fix. They got me put back together eventually.

OK. So here’s an embarrassing yoga-hockey celeb story the DS peeps should appreciate. I live in Toronto and was taking yoga classes at a studio down the street from my house. Classes were very small, like 6 people not including the instructor. About halfway through the sessions, the instructor’s sister starts coming…

Same thing here, but this gets worse. Thought it was a pimple for the first couple of days. Didn’t go away... great what the crap is going on. About the third day it turns black... I’m thinking okay great, infected ingrown hair. I go to the doctor and go on antibiotics. During the next 7 days the whole thing turns…

same here. also on my chest, or what i will lovingly call, “rackne”.

I had hookworms as a kid. Tiny, white, wiggly worms that live in your butthole. I saw one sticking out of my poop one day and told my mom, who thought I was just being paranoid and told me to ignore it. Flash forward a few weeks later and it feels like my ass is full of broken glass. I go to take a dump, thinking it…

I had an ingrown hair or sebaceous cyst on my ball sack. It looked like a plastic bb just under the skin. It was hard and I couldn’t pop it, and I really didn’t want to go to the doctor. If anyone was going to poke at my junk it was going to be me. So I ordered a set of x-acto knives off amazon and sterilized them in…

That’s actually a reasonable approach to having noro.

Sweet god in heaven

I feel like I can’t compete with the writer’s story, but for me it was a period/virus combo. I had clots the size of guinea pigs dropping out of my vagina as I sat shaking on the toilet shitting my brains out while throwing up into a trashcan.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Biacial = one of your parents is of a different race.

I must say, she looks remarkably fresh-faced for having just given birth. I was wrecked after my kids’ births and I wasn’t even the one who went through labor; I was the father.

A lot of Clinton supporters are quiet, to the point of silence (except with a ballot). We don’t want to offend Sanders supporters and don’t want to deal with the barrage of comments we would receive in certain places, so we stay quiet. Fortunately, there are more of us than there are Sanders voters. It just doesn’t…

I read an interesting political science study recently that one of the reasons the US may have better than average female participation in elected office (and let’s all pause to feel some sads that our piss poor 20% congressional seats is better than average) may be precisely because we have large female focused super…

Dude, I’m fucking done with Sanders. I gave him a ton of money and I wish I could ask for it back. This fundraiser was done specifically to raise money for downballot candidates—the kind of congresspeople Sanders would actually need to fuel his imaginary revolution.