They both can be hunted with a varmint rifle, but for the knids you need a REALLY big scope. 

I want Christopher Guest to make a movie about this community. 

Have mercy, that’s exquisite.

I sew but also build things, and I have at least ten pairs of scissors (and two rotary cutters, one for fabric, one for paper), two box cutters, one finer utility knife, six different Xacto knives, miniature saws and saw blades, and just plain knife-knives, in case I want to stab anyone for getting near my work table.…

That they chose that name is so vexing on its own, and I’m not going to respond to a troll on any account. I’ll say here that my son has a doctorate in medical sociology, and studies race and health disparities. His work looks at the current health crises in the black community, how they can be traced back through…

By the time I was 18, my father’s parental rights had been severed years earlier, and my mother had signed over custody of me to my best friend’s family. That family (they owned an honest-to-god family farm, the thing that doesn’t exist anymore, and I worked on it in a similar way to how you cut and carried wood) went…

Oh, absolutely. In fact, my sister had a hard time even repeating what he said because her brain couldn’t accept it, which was so, so funny, and it’s been incredibly funny to both of us ever since. However, a lot of the humor would have been lost if the old boyfriend had, you know, locked me in a box in his shed, or…

A few months ago you and I bonded over The IT Crowd, and now it’s Black Books?!? Your taste is impeccable! 

My sister ran into someone I “dated” when I was 13 — almost 40 years ago — who told her in a pensive, wistful way that he had always wondered if he might be the father of the baby I had at 19. Not only was I not having sex with him when I was 19, I NEVER did, not even close. My sister said, “Well, bless your heart,”…

Those shorts alone should earn him jail time. 

It’s like I’ve been summoned.

Bennie-lynn and Garryetta made me snort. They’re exactly like names I heard growing up.

She’s so sad she can’t even figure out how to turn off her lamp.

Oh dear god, I didn’t know what it was when it showed up on Amazon, and fifteen minutes into the first episode I was flying across the room, yelling at my laptop, “OFF! STOP STOP!” Everything about it is an act of violence against the good.

I just turned 54, and grew up watching ASWT every day. After it aired, my mom, my sister, and my grandmother would call each other to talk about what happened. Such a different world.

I also am an old person, and my kids range in age from 12 to 34. I’m so tired of mothering I sometimes think I can hear my spirit leave my body and fly off to some peaceful, solitary place, but it turns out motherhood is a train that once boarded, you can never get off. Just reading this article made me so, so tired.…

You are a damn delight.

That’s the stodgy and judgmental housekeeper of the vicar in the show Grantchester!

It looks like literal doody.

Two of the seven others are actually the same woman, but some days she wears a wig.