Get glue sticks instead. Duh

When she started get drunk off kombuchas and it forced the company to address the .5% alcohol in their product which is no longer there. It caused the product to be pulled from shelves and out of stock for a solid two weeks (!) while they figured shit out. My lightweight ass could no longer get a buzz on the down low…

I will pay to see this. I am not the only one.

I support your “moral high ground” and the idea of going high when they go low. I also believe it’s right to meet violent nazism with violence. These are the mother fuckers who millions upon millions of people died trying to protect us from. We own it to those who came before us to carry on the legacy of standing up…

OVERDUE FOR AN ANNONYMOUS HR COMPLAINT, PLEASE.

susceptibility*

You may be right but if that’s all you took away from this entire article then you also may as well have not even read it.

“His depression robs him of being able to realize that he matters to other people.”

The mf Queen of The United Kingdom

When I’m really depressed and feeling hopeless, thinking through all the ways I could die is really relaxing and reassuring. I’m suffering but I don’t have to. There are ways out of the suffering and that thought brings peace.

It bears worth mentioning that a lot of people in the sticks don’t have internet, 56k modems are still a thing. Either you have it and don’t use it or you don’t even have it. It can be expensive so it shouldn’t surprise anyone. Coupled with a culture that suppresses intellectualism and celebrates literal ignorance, it…

lol wot. Californians have heat blankets?! I live in mf Minnesota and I’ve never had a heating blanket. (I have, however, gone to bed in my winter coat.)

I llove you. Can we be friends?

Be careful what you wish for.

Oh they have access to these resources you laud, where else would the goblin king of Briefart news have capture them in such numbers?

THIS.

Did you conveniently forget who is the president elect? There will be no investigation.

You certainly do a better job of pointing fingers at everyone and anyone else but yourself.

God I HATED the bus and bus drivers were horrible to us, verbally abusive and just down right mean. I remember one good one in my entire childhood. The rest were either utterly horrible or simply unremarkable.

Maybe she doesn’t agree in her heart of hearts and needs a come to daughter moment.