AGREE. Saw it and said to self, NO. Too gray. I don’t care if it’s the exact color of his piano, it’s not Princely. Less gray, a tad more red, then let’s talk.

I was all excited when I saw in the headline that those exposed (not doxxed, according to definition) neo-Nazis were losing JOBS, plural. So disappointed that the article reports only ONE of them having lost his job, in Berkeley, which is perhaps not a total surprise. I suppose it’s too soon to tell, but I think…

He gets to know what it feels like to be targeted by a mob and realize the cops aren’t very interested in helping you. He looked afraid. Good.

#oldandbitterandeveryoneisafraidofme FTW

Thank you. When I read this story I felt my eyeballs start boiling. Way too many of these kinds of dirty fuckers making me scared and disgusted to be female when I was a teenager.

Eleventy hundred stars for “The event horizon of my head’s front meats”!

Prrrrrrreach!!!

Coolest grandma ever.

I like you.

The food design and marketing industry is very, very sophisticated now at selling us larger servibgs of food that is specifically formulated to trigger our poor old brains into addictive reactions - moar salt moar sweet moar fat moar moar...and the normalization of massive serving sizes and food that is almost…

Of all the fitting, colorful, and enjoyable descriptions of that...creature, this oily wind-tossed lunch sack image might be the most apt and pleasing of all I myself have encountered. I thank you.

Moar Ides!

Ya know, I’d like to run that face over with a lawnmower.

I have vomit in my hair now, thanks for that image.

Why wait ‘til sge 78? Just immediately get rid of the fucks you might feel obliged to give now.

Fuck those guys.

Excellent handle, btw, bottsdotts.

Excellent planning and execution. Bravo.

What do you even mean?

That’s the taint, btw. Ouch.