I know I don’t *have* to use the double space. But, I like it. It makes me feel fancy, ok? I can’t use a quill, but if I could...

I’m ready to declare testosterone poisoning a healthcare epidemic.

Sometimes I think that one of the last “special” perceptions of masculinity in our culture is that men are Protectors. Not just warriors, workers, executives; their special power is protection (due to size, strength, etc.). So defending “their” women is a natural fall-back and appeals to the sense of self especially…

Dominic.

He doesn’t want people to see the outline of his belly flap.

IF Trump employs a tailor, that person probably hates his guts. I’d be like “oh, yes, sir, this looks *great* on you” while secretly snickering up my sleeve.

Anytime I start appreciating Obama’s handsomeness I stop myself with a “sorry, Michelle” because you don’t wanna go there, even in daydreams.

I don’t know what’s worse: unabashed and rampant insufferability, or a carefully curated version of the same.

yep. that’s some next-level kink.

Yes, but if she said that, she’d be “shrill”

I still remember to this day what I wore to the interview for my first corporate gig in 1983.
Cream colored linen skirt suit, pale peach blouse complete with pussy bow, matching pumps.
I wish I still had that get-up, it would be considered so retro-cool now.

I’m not a neurologist (sorry) but that sounds like an endorphin rush :)

As a fat person I think I have the right to say that Trump is also a fat person. It’s objectively as true for him as it is for me. So does that mean he also hates himself? (probably)

She does that little shimmy when she gets to the really wonky parts.

It’s so easy to think “well, *I* wouldn’t have stood for that. *I* would have left years ago!”

<3 ah! Congratulations <3

but, if Bruno did it would you be #blessed or no?

The most. Luxurious.

He doesn’t cross his Ts. Probably doesn’t dot his Is either. Not a good sign. (I know nothing about handwriting analysis, can you tell? But those are some danged pointy letters)