Coping with horrible things with humor is perfectly fine as long as those horrible things happened to you. Laughing at your own misfortune is a fine and common way to vent so that the stress doesn’t kill you.

Sarcasm fail.

So this dude turned a sexual assault into an opportunity to compliment hhimself on the size of his dick? Wow.

Most black women aren’t multi-racial, it’s definitely code for ‘black but not TOO BLACK’.

You know what’s funny is that you are putting the onus of starting a conversation solely on Mr. Beckham. Did it ever occur to you that Ms. Dunham could have simply started a conversation with Mr. Beckham rather than pretend that she could read his mind?

Will someone please point out to Kanye that he has no talent at fashion design? That these clothes suck? Someone that Kanye actually listens to needs to speak up.

“How do you word the idea that you want all variations of black?” West said. “How do you word that exactly?”

It would’ve been fine if he said it that way, but he said “multi-racial models only” which in our community is code for “lightskinned only”, thus the outrage. I feel like he might have done it on purpose though just to drum up controversy.

This is the perfect response for how much it’s gonna burn her attention-seeking ass up.

That’s called fremdschamen.

Ben & Jerry have been legit “woke” [pauses to hork for using the term as intended] since most of the people reading this were in diapers or potentially even earlier.

I mean people have been saying “woke” for years. I think that officially makes it a thing that is happening.

airlines.

You’re calling bullshit on the whole thing? Well delete the story, because FIGJAM doesn’t believe that anything like this could possibly happen! Especially because airlines and their staff never ever ever fuck up, and the newspapers are never full of stories about their epic failures, especially in regards to minors…

Lots of reasons.

This is the premise for a kids movie inspired by The Prince and the Pauper, where each child spends a few days with the wrong family, experiences wacky hijinks, and eventually learns that deep down, they really do love their parents. Cue tearful reunion scene.

I tripped during gym in the first grade; I freaked and sobbed somewhat hysterically about my arm hurting. The gym teacher told me to calm down and stop acting like a baby and she told the classroom teacher that I’d tripped and hurt my arm, but it wasn’t as bad as I’d made it out to be. It hurt like bitch, but I didn’t…

In 2nd grade, I got kicked out of the classroom for talking and had to sit outside. What was supposed to be 5 minute punishment became 2 hours because my teacher forgot about me. When afternoon recess rolled around and she opened the door for the class to exit, she look down at me, startled, and asked why I didn’t…

Reading that made me so sad.

Why be a teacher?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! Do something else if you hate children.