Why lock arms with the other kneeling players? What did he think that would look like?

And no lies were told. The end.

Sugary grits are a sin against Gawd.

Greens without meat. Those words just don’t go together, I’m sorry.

So basically this was a question best kept to herself, lest she tell ON herself. Brandi, Brandi, Brandi, smh.

When a post makes you say “Holy macrel”at a time when no one says Holy macrel. Gawd. Damn. Get them all, Mr. Hardy!

He’s got something to prove, that’s usually what I think.

This was a fantastic article, thank you so much Ms. DeValve.

I feel so attacked, I do this all the time.

Move 12. to 5. and your top 5 is law. Law.

You covered all the bases, cept McDonalds, but I assume that’s a given.

Hotepian mythisms.

Oh I had a feeling you’d comment on this the second I saw it pop on my Twitter feed yesterday. Literally, “Aw shit” was my reaction to the title, and I didn’t even bother read the thing.

This one really hurt to read. This must have taken a huge amount of strength, even as the reality the decision crushed you before, during, and I’m assuming after. But some things just can’t stand, and you made the case for your decision pretty clear. You made concession after concession, while it seems she wasn’t…

This was purposeful fuxxery. The only way to explain a move so bewildering, is that it was supposed to bewilder.

“Long said the only weapon he had was a can of spray paint that a white supremacist threw at him earlier, so he took a lighter to the spray paint and turned it into a flame thrower.”

Black Excellence is distracting.

The laundromat. Didn’t realize how accurate that was until now, hmmm.

Hey NWT, I wish I knew! Absolution, validation, acknowledgement, gold-stars, you name it, they want it, but they ain’t gettin’ it. Not from us anyway.

Fantastic post. Make it plain. Though, I’m sure for some it still ain’t plain enough.