Very, very true. My policy with my kids is that I don’t make them hug or kiss anyone they don’t want to. Even their grandma and grandpa. None of this “go on, go hug Uncle Alan” nonsense. Its their body, they get to decide what to do with it.

It may be, or not. But admitting it would open up a large can of worms that you may not want to deal with. Accusing someone of sexual assault doesn’t just go away... especially when you’re talking about a relative. People take sides, Holidays are uncomfortable. Sometimes its easier to just avoid that person as much as…

It is so, so hard to have a family member that does this.... thing. Its hard to name it. You don’t think its sexual and making a big deal out of it makes other people realize that its a big deal TO YOU. You wanna just laugh it all off and be cool and you’re stuck in this no man’s land between trying to be a strong…

Well, slap my ass and call me Rita! That is one corkin’ Health Care bill right there!

“Snatch a knot in their ass” sounds like something an incredibly creepy 32 year old searches on Pornhub while in their mother’s basement. How is that NOT a sexual phrase? Like a weird, fetish-y one?

Like “Wag the Dog”. Maybe he’ll start a war next.

I have a headache. Think I’ll go lie down for the next 3 years or so.

Love her!

Are you fucking serious????

My God, why??? I really feel like this is some political move that won’t actually be implemented. It just makes no sense. How are there people who care this much what you have going on in your pants?

Forget browser history, someone go check his basement.

OMG... I totally thought that that WAS Paul Ryan! Damn. I had to scroll up and re-examine the picture.

Why is everyone leaving Jezebel all at once like this? Is there something going on that I’m missing? Like when Peter Thiel shut down Gawker and I didn’t realize until there was no more Behind Closed Ovens (Still miss you, babe). I can be kinda slow on the uptake.

Noice

Was thinking this the whole time. Like, Kevin Hart? What the hell? Cheating is not a crime!

Droughtlander, indeed. Come on already!

Seeing as my goal was to get this song into everyone’s head... it looks like I succeeded!

Another one bites the dust....

Does one NEED to take a class to be told not to, you know, pimp out your pre-pubescent kids? At some point during the class, will the Mom go “ooohhhhh... NOW you tell me”?

Unfortunately, that kind of story is not limited to Oregon.