Oh FUCK being in the wedding party. A person who I would describe at best as an acquaintance once sent me an extremely long and scathing email because I RSVP’d no to her wedding, and she had some delusion that it was to spite her for not being invited to join the massive bridal party. She spent most of it explaining…

My dad has painted a (not great) rendition of this and put it up in his yard. On 4ft x 6ft plywood. In Trumplandia. It’s pretty fucking awesome.

We’re gonna send that nuke to Taaaaaajiiikastaaaaaaaaaan!!!

Got this email from the University president today:

Thanks for this additional information, will look it up.

(ok, not kindergarten. preschool. PRESCHOOL.)