When I lived in my last great apartment (before I got this one) my landlady, whom I adored, had an entire lazy susan filled with meds of every possible kind. A two-story lazy susan. She was in her 80s so I figured that was age for you.

This Saturday night, I raise my glass to Draven Rodriguez. You brought so much joy to countless others with your unforgettable senior portrait. I'm sorry that so many people were not able to give you the happiness that you were able to give to the world. I'm sorry that so many others failed you and were not able to…

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No Draven! Those jerky kids just couldn't appreciate that you were different and so awesome and special. I wish you stuck around to show them how great you are. But I don't blame you. I blame those who make excuses and let these things happen over and over and over again. If anyone is reading this who ever feels like…

I almost feel silly to admit just how badly this upset me to read. Fuck depression. As bad as mine got at one point, complete with suicidal ideation, I still cannot imagine the hellhole of despair it takes to go through with it.

Poor poor sweet funny child. Poor parents. Poor all of us. Life is always enhanced by the funny folks - and they are often hiding fears with that funny.

Oh, fuck this. I'm guessing he was being bullied at his school and the adults couldn't be bothered to do anything to rein in the little shits, just like it was when I was a kid. The excuses were always, "oh, they need to work it out themselves," or "oh, honey, just ignore them, they're jealous," or other bullshit…

Hi. You're being an asshole.

God, how awful.

Exactly. Fried chicken is delicious. Just eat it. Leave black people out of it.

My job did this a few years ago. It's a federal government office. On the menu was "chitterlings and maw" and something called "Hopping John." Yes, this was all planned by non-Blacks.

This has to be about the tenth time I've heard of such an incident.

Great Dane puppies are hilarious, they have zero clue how to do anything, it's so great.

That's actually pretty cute. My parents didn't encourage my creepyness, I was just born that way. They actually told me to tone down my vocab when I started school because they were afraid other kids wouldn't like me.

Oh god. I was six or seven when 'Achy Breaky Heart' came out. My grandparents had a camper in a permanent lot on the Ohio River (on the West Virginia side, thank you very much), one of those campgrounds where you leave your camper year-round and can build porches for them if you wish. That summer, the spot next to…

I used to do the Butt Parade, as my mom called it. Every time she got a phone call, I'd take off all my clothes and march around the house waving my diaper in the air. What can I say? I like to keep things classy. Also, pants suck

Around age 7 I was obsessed with Transformers. When my parents bought a Suburban I was convinced it was Optimus. I would lie down in the third row and talk to him. We were going to get married.

13 day old basset hound. Can't wait to share a frisbee with her.

No it was just one of the "very, very funny" ones! Sorry if that was confusing — it just made me laugh is all.