This is my first Thanksgiving since divorce. I’m really struggling with the idea that people I considered family are now strangers, and that if I ever marry into another family (or someone marries into mine), it’s a conditional relationship. My Dad loved my husband like a son and now will never talk to him again.

This story only starts out like a horror story. It was horrible for me at the time. My boyfriend and I were celebrating our first Thanksgiving together. It was also just a couple years since my Mom died, a loss which had blasted a huge hole in our family. We scattered after that and had Thanksgivings either alone or…

This is a sad, not funny story, but Thanksgiving is always a little bittersweet for me because it was the holiday I realized my first marriage was over.

I still say ‘Maaaaaaaarrrryyyyyyy’. It’s sad, but I do not care!

“Congrats on the dong?” should be the response for all dick pics from now on.

Those towels are perfectly hung.

A 10 year old in my class was bleeding profusely today because he tried to sharpen his finger in his pencil sharpener to “see what would happen”. A 10 year old. With no cognitive problems. So I have zero problems believing that a kid would jam 45 of these stupid things in their hair.

Likewise amazing that anyone continues to have kids

Fuck that. This was the best thing that ever happened to this kid, and he was in no way ‘damaged’ to the point of 15 million dollars.

The only problem is they will shut down every academic program (except for the football team and cheerleading squad) to pay for this, and then blame that uppity terrorist Jesus-hating kid from Obamastan.

he won’t, and now the kid looks like a money-grubbing asshat.