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Falafel Apostle
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I think your dad ruined it, though...

I think tomorrow's "thanksgiving" with the in-laws will be my worst.

This isn't a horror story as much as it's a story about family craziness. My dad's family is kind of big. He's one of 6 kids, 5 boys. All of my uncles and my dad...well, they're whores. Like...seriously. They are a group of good-looking black men with former military service, good jobs and cool personalities and that

This year is the very worst. I have been run out of Ferguson because my house is right next to the fires. I am crashing on an air mattress three hours away with my two dogs at my mother's house, a woman I try to limit my encounters with to twice a year at best for various reasons. Some highlights from yours truly, the

My well-meaning but socially inept (now ex) beau decided to rescue me from an orphan Thanksgiving by inviting me to come home with him. He neglected to mention a series of dealbreakers —(a) it was a dry house, (b) we would be dining only with his small, immediate family (sister and mom), and lastly, but most

One Thanksgiving, my teeth were just starting to come in. I was miserable and crying. My material grandmother, a lovely and tiny woman from Ireland, decided the best thing for me was to rub whiskey on my gums. Unfortunately, she didn't realize my paternal grandfather, an ex-Navy Italian from Queens, was doing the same

Our Thanksgivings were usually rough, due to lingering resentments, lack of communication, and massive jealousies between the various members of my mother's family. The worst one was probably my grandfather's last, before he died.

Senior year of high school, my dementia ridden grandfather thought Thanksgiving dinner was just starting (we had finished but the adults still were around the table talking and drinking) and tried to say the Lord's Prayer as he pissed himself, destroying my mother's sanity and a dining room chair. Simultaneously

It's my death. My funeral. My legacy. That's why it matters how I feel.

It's not for you to "get." It's just for you and others to "respect." End of story. You may think "it" is just a corpse, but most people, in most cultures, throughout most of recorded human history (and much of pre-recorded history that we can make out) felt differently.

Your #NiceGuy tears nourishes me, please keep going.

No one is claiming that this is part of the third-wave of feminism. It is a race-discrimination suit, based on the allegation that Sephora banned customers with Asian-sounding email addresses.

Wut?

Idk, I think it's very different when historically marginalized groups create spaces for themselves than when a dominant group does the same, because EVERYWHERE is the dominant group's space. Like, if this group was a bunch of white adventurers saying "no blacks allowed" we would all be throwing major shade.

Cosigned. I realize I'm especially sensitive about this issue because I just had Tyler Perry's Temptation on (hadn't seen it, on Amazon Prime, now regret watching it) and I am just sickened by the narrative that a woman owes her relationship something. Not owes the other person, but that women as a whole should

Oh man, so much of this is good... but this? This is incorrect.

So based on what he said, there isn't gonna be much sex in this film and there will be no peen. Then what's the fucking point of watching this movie? No one's interested in the plot.

I know this is stupid, but I'm honestly super disappointed. I could pretend it's because of some feminist-y, social justice-y reason about equal opportunities for nudity, but really it's because I love seeing peen in movies. And I was so sure that this would have some!! But I guess Gone Girl will have to be my peen

I thought part of the appeal was the sex. So a movie about sex with minimal sex is really quite ridiculous. What they should have done was turn the book into an HBO or AMC show.

I CAN'T HEAR YOU THROUGH THE SOUND OF ME GOBBLING DOWN ALL THESE NOTHING BURGERS.