OOTG.

Truth.

"But you wouldn't beleeeive the kind of people they're renting cottages to these days. Why just across the Sound there were men...cavorting...in the most vulgar manner possible. Say, Edith, do you know what a 'brony' is? Some kind of brioche?"

We call cat shit "kitty biscuits" here. They have sprinkles!

Reminds me of that Mother & Daughter Palin tabloid cover, screeching that "We Chose Life!"

So very, very true. This comment needs visibility.

LMFAO! I love this interpretation!

A-fucking-men.

Not off-topic at all. Glad you shared.

Oh wow. Pulling this OOTG. Powerful story.

I am so glad for you and all your neighbors. Y'all got truly fucked beyond all reckoning by this bill.

OOTG.

OOTG.

"Well, we thought the Adirondacks would be too cold for Jerry's rheumatism so we spent a week in the Abortons and had a LOVELY time. Such beautiful trees!"

And the prodigal son. That's always good for a wayward sinner who has found his way back to the path of loudly judging others with supremely Christian hypocrisy.

OOTG.

For his own safety, of course.

OOTG!

I largely concur.

Get thee out of the grays!