we're moms and in general there's something about joking about dead kids that strikes us differently (more deeply) than it might others. It's hard not to knee jerk when someone cracks a joke about something that affects us so personally. It's really that our threshold for that type of joke is just quite different than…

If they choose to upload it to show other young queer kids that it's not all hate and disowning, that some parents can be cool, then power to them. It is in no way your place to judge. Hell, any reason they choose to upload it is their business. Your sense of discretion or modesty is irrelevant. It's their life. Don't…

Yeah, sure, let's talk about it: If you have even the slightest doubt about your family's reaction to your coming out and you have access to a camera, turn it on. If you think they might react negatively to it, don't tell them.

How much are y'all offering for the unaltered originals?

Guys can I just tell you about my Olive Garden experience?

I dont normally eat there...it probably happens once every few years. But its kind of one of my favorite places to go with family to go drinking. The drinks are yummy and cute and reasonably priced. They are fun to get with appetizers. The underage folks…

if it happens, it will be the most insane metaphor for something happening with her life at that time. like the most heavyhanded thing ever

I liked the third book a lot! God forbid we actually deal with the PTSD fallout from the dramatic (read: traumatic) situation that entertained us so much in the first two books. It's what gives this series its darker feel.

Everyone I know who has ever grown zucchini would have LOVED thieves to come relieve them of all the motherfucking zucchini they end up with.

We ARE talking about an industry that routinely reduces women to the sum of their body parts, and is chiefly responsible for reinforcing every negative stereotype associated with Black Americans; Liberal-Ass Hollywood, HA!

I've worn heavy makeup in every single one of my driver's license photos since I got my permit at 15. Smokey eye, false lashes, sometimes a bright lip. Nobody has ever said shit to me (but that's probably— ok, certainly— because I'm a cis gendered woman and not trans).

Please don't. It's like those idiots who declared themselves "Jedi" on the census. You're not doing yourself or atheists any favors. You're just making atheists look like pretentious, smug, grumpy, assholes. It's the equivalent of firing off a stupid one liner like "If God's so great, could he make a burrito so large…

I had to deal with some of these fuckers when they came to my campus on Wednesday, showing off pictures of dead fetuses. They screamed at me, and came uncomfortably close. They also told me my parent's interracial and interfaith marriage was going to go to hell. And that I dishonored them for being gay. So I made a…

Why would you celebrate Christmas before December 25th and ending on January 6th! You anti-Epiphany heathen.

I was eating snow peas from a crudite platter once and started to try to wring the individual peas out of the pod.

they are full of shit and would be banned in TSB, ridiculous. She is talking about Social Justice and their white fee fees are hurt that they aren't included because of the language. If you do not get it, then this is not for you, you are obviously asleep already.

BUT I NEED TO DERAIL A POWERFUL PIECE BY COMPLAINING ABOUT GRAMMAR (WHEN ACTUALLY I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND SLANG) WAAAHHHHHH.

13 year old Andy Lopez lived 30 minutes from me. Like many other boys his age he played air soft and paintball in a field with friends. He was walking his friend's toy airsoft to his house and was killed, shot 7 times IN THE BACK by the sheriff. He never even got to turn around to see who was calling out to him.…

Thank you Kara.

I'm really glad now that my high school had no dress code. And I seriously mean NO dress code. People (not many, but there were some) wore shirts that had the word "fuck" on them. I even did it one day, and my physics teacher told me my shirt was cool (it was a band shirt!). A girl showed up one day with a scarf tied…

Clearly your wife has never attended a school with uniforms. There are all sorts of competitions — whose uniform is new, vs whose was bought at the school resale, whose is dry cleaned and perfectly pressed, vs whose isn't even ironed. The leggy girls whose regulation length skirts hit at mid-thigh, and the busty girls…