“Get away from my lineman husband, Cootie Queen!”

I can totally imagine Kate doing this.

Yeahbut, yeahbut, yeahbut... she benefited from it somehow, somewhere, and didn’t absolutely eschew it, so shame on her!

“Accidentally” sent...

Add me to the chorus (I’m an alto) of “Zoloft Saved My Life”. Without it, I would be barely functional and crying about it. (That is, if I were still alive.) It’s not a cure - I still have setbacks - but it helps me come back from the ledge and say “wtf was that all about?”

That reminds me - I have to get to do my Cologuard kit this weekend. For the first time ever, because my doctor has me convinced I’m starting to get old.

This is Oklahoma.  If he were well and truly concerned about further reducing abortions in this state, he could have gotten a vasectomy.

I’m not sure if a stroke is good enough for him. My late step-dad had one that incapacitated him for 16 years, and one of my favorite customers at work is a survivor.

This is Oklahoma. Don’t think it’s not an option.

Pete Davidson doesn’t steam my undies, aesthetic-wise, but I get it. He’s funny, and he comes across as someone who sees women as fellow human being and not an INCUBATOR FOR FUTURE CANNON FODDER, TED, YOU KEVIN-FROM-THE-OFFICE-LOOKING TURD.

“I’ll have a *shifty eyes* raw scrambled egg, please.”

“It’s fetus fung-shui!”

“White Power? I thought they were giving me White Flowers!”
Ignorance is bliss - and she’s one happy motherfucker.

As a resident of Oklahoma*, I volunteer to be an abortion pill mule**.

I almost missed that this is an SNS post! Anyway, that lady is weird. Now if you’ll excuse me, my cat’s Bat Mitzvah won’t plan itself...

We have leftover lasagna and pasta salad from our Thanksgiving dinner, so I have nothing to contribute regarding potatoes this year. (This Christmas we’re doing Tacos! I’m truly starting to appreciate non-traditional foods on holidays.)

Yeah, but they all had it comin’.

On one hand, he’s unsubstantial, so how? On the other hand, the lube is right there. On yet another hand, are you okay Megan?

As somebody who, in elementary school, was sent home for a case of dry scalp that the teachers didn’t want to look too closely at*, I gotta wonder if there is some premature post-panini panic** going on.
But then, I have had head lice too and know how much of a pain it is to get rid of***.

I have a kidney stone. *insert all sorts of ‘no please god’ sounds here*