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What kind of snake it is? The TERRIFYING kind, duh. The kind that slithers out of a damn luggage compartment mid flight, thereby ensuring you are scarred for life and have a winning story to tell at next year’s spooky story contest.

Who knew this movie was a prophecy?

I’m a bitter, bitter Canadian right now, because this U.S. Election bullshit is keeping me up at night with anxiety. I wonder how many Americans even gave a shit when we had our last election, beyond fawning over pictures of Justin Trudeau, let alone had actual, stomach-churning, nightmare-inducing anxiety over the

I know I’m not the only one, outside the USA, who’s been feeling really powerless lately, not having any say in whether or not a megalomaniac is given the ability to nuke fucking everything.

The Trump brand is shit, Ivanka’s reputation is shit.

I’m lucky: My IT guy walks around with a Hillary baseball cap and says that if she doesn’t win, he’s going to become a radical. Anti-Trump rants? He’s got you covered. He’s in his sixties, and we work for a bank, so he’s not some impetuous idealistic twenty-year-old who hasn’t been burned out by the way the world

ugh our IT guy keeps walking around with a trump button and it’s so upsetting, i used to really like him.

Oh my lard I worked with the nicest grandma lady one time and she had a grandson in the military and she showed up at work in a red white & blue flag t-shirt that said “These colors don’t run!” and my snarky co-worker murmured, “But I bet they BURN!” and then we nastily laughed together .

Burn the place down?

I’m drinking water and peeing every half an hour. HOWEVER, my stress-eating has kicked in like crazy. Last night I ordered two entrees of vodka rigatoni and ate them both. I also ate a slice of chocolate cake, a Twix bar, and three Halloween size M&M bags. This morning I ate 3 eggs and 4 slices of bacon, a protein

My boss is wearing a Ralph Lauren American flag sweatshirt to work today in honor of Donald Trump.

I’ve read that your “vice index” (i.e., the amount of vices such as drugs and alcohol that you intake) being aligned to your partner’s is a leading indicator of relationship stability or instability. So basically, if you start a relationship where you both love binge drinking, all is good. But if one of you stops and

I think we need to thoroughly reconsider who gets put on sex offender lists in the first place. Rapists, yes. People who mooned a passing car once when they were young, no. However, I think police departments also need to do a better job coordinating with each other, making sure rape kits get done when a rape is

“30-year-old”

I really think that sex offender lists should include a description of what they did. That way we can distinguish the “public urination” folks from guys like this.

I pray for Trump to step on a single Lego every Friday night.

When I was in 6th grade, our school banned shorts for some reason. I got so mad I started to campaign to bring them back.

Holy fucking shit America. This is really where you are in 2016, with Donald Trump on the verge of terrorizing the world.

I mean, he was created via sex...

You can trick your Trump supporting friends and family into watching it by telling them they’ll see Amy Farrah Fowler and Bernadette Rostenkowski-Wallowitz without their glasses*.