Dear God! I’m so sorry that happened to you! Sadly, I’m not holding my breath either, it seems to be getting worse as I get older. 

To the troll commenting about stereotypes - I have to agree with you on this one - the racist fuckwit cop is a fat angry mediocre (if that) white man, who is probably making up for his lack of dick and balls. 

“Walking kombucha burp.” Accurate description, and pretty fucking funny!

W0w, there’s a lot of criticism of something none of the responses have actually experienced.

Am I the only one that hears “Hotel Room,” instead of “Old Town Road”?

He may be right, there’s certainly a lot of Shawnee influence in that area. But the motto of the city was (is?)“Xenia, the City of Hospitality.”

I was born and grew up in Xenia. The name refers to “hospitality” in Greek.

I was born and grew up in Xenia. The name refers to “hospitality” in Greek.

Subtle. 

My thought exactly.

I am very fortunate that I have my own little home, that is too small to accommodate visitors. I’ve been happy to work in the yard and garden today with no family interruptions. (if that sounds like a brag, please let it be known that mine is a very humble abode)

There are at least 3 Aunt Cathes in my family. And no, you must attend the party, and take a polite serving of everything.

Imagine it on a real-life banquet table staring you right in the face, with Aunt Cathy watching you, waiting for you to take a serving. 

I had an ex-husband who insisted that until I put the two side by side and pointed out the red dots (paprika?) in the Miracle Whip. Now that we’re divorced I’d be willing to be big money he’s back to his original story. 

Oh my. I shudder to think what that could be. Does it have jell-o incorporated into it somehow?  (Another staple at those old family gatherings - jell-o mixed with anything you could possibly imagine. Often involving mayo or miracle whip)

That we should stop voting senior citizens into places of power.

It’s even worse when it’s made with Miracle Whip. *shudder*

Great analogy!

I met Keanu Reeves at a party, we’re getting married next week. (or is that just my fantasy of the last 20 years?)

I’m 53 years old, and have suffered from Traumatic Childhood Event- based PTSD.  I just started EMDR last year, and it’s the only thing that has ever made a difference. It is amazing!