Who thinks like that?

My FIL, who had always been a Democrat, fled to the right once a black man was elected. So as much as people shriek “you can’t just call racists racist!” and “not all Trump voters think that way!” I’ve seen it happen. It’s horrifying.

Then I would argue that’s not “crap” but a pretty serious reason to protect yourself. “Crap” is being annoyed that your older brother kissed your prom date and holding on to that grudge and being a dick about it at grandma’s funeral. Abuse is an entirely different situation.

Yep. I recently went to a funeral for my friend’s father-in-law, who I had met once at their wedding. I went to offer support because this was the last living parent between her and her husband and I knew this was really hard on them. I also helped them wrangle their toddler while she tended the newborn and her…

Spoiler: didn’t care.

I can attest to this type of interaction. 23 year-old selling me wrinkle cream at Sephora? Fuck that bitch! 25 year-old military officer holding the door for me at Starbucks? Pretty much throwing my underwear at him.

I lived near a Marine Base not long after I turned 30 and the Californian in me who is used to calling everyone “dude” and dealing with rude people was utterly delighted at a.) having doors held open for me all the time, everywhere I went and b.) being called ma’am by hot young men in the officer training school. Holy…

Trump has bragged about how he’s never changed a diaper, and he gave some interview where he implied that he suggested Marla Maples get an abortion when she went and violated the first rule of Side Piece Club by getting pregnant. Pretty sure he has never rocked a baby to sleep.

While Drew is technically correct that you’re not supposed to speak babytalk to babies/toddlers, it actually isn’t a big deal WHAT you say as much as how you say it (i.e. nice tone of voice) and that you respond and react to your children speaking. So singing and asking a follow-up question are totally reasonable!

Seriously! Wayne’s World blew my little 14 year old mind with its genius and I practically raced to the theater to see the sequel and was so disillusioned.

1.) So much fascination with what Trump eats. As long as he chokes and dies, I’m good.

You know my father-in-law?

Yeah, that was a really wasted opportunity.

Maybe throw in Rerun from What’s Happening to show he’s hip.

Knibb High football rules!

Sigh, don’t you get it: the Blacks all live in the inner city and it’s all terrible and they’re killing each other at all times. But Ben Carson will get right on that. He speaks jive, I think.

PRIME MINISTER OF HAWAII. Oh god, thank you for the laugh because I think my face is frozen into an expression of abject terror.

My dad was in an accident years ago, and in the rehab facility was a 17 year old kid who had been hit by a car. He had a pretty significant head injury but was starting to speak again. All he could do was recount the accident (ugh, so heartbreaking) in 3 sentences and it was still a beginning, middle, and end with…

Mr. T, maybe Muhammad Ali? I feel like athletes would be easy enough for him, but who fucking knows. This guy is like a walking head injury.

Yep. There are times when it’s easier/more fun to do things without my husband and vice versa for him. Why make each other miserable?