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Seeing Brittany Cooper deriding My Brother’s Keeper was the most depressing part of this article. Jesus William and Mary Christ...

Everyone should go read this on the NYT website, the graphics and animations they use are so good and useful. And this is mostly for earning, not wealth, which is another can of worms that puts white people further ahead. It’s a cycle.

“Trailers, ex-grandmothers-in-law, and that thing you see on the side of the road in Indiana.”

Maybe. Myself, first thing I would have done with that money is pay the storage facility, or at least try to.

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I watched my father in law die of polio (literally, I was there when they took him off life support). That disease affected him, his family, his children, and ultimately killed him. There was no playing sports with his kids, no hikes in the woods. Finding jobs became harder when he was confined to a wheelchair and

They put you in the drunk tank until you’re sober, then make you testify.

Guests like Donald Glover make me wish Stephen Colbert were a bit better interviewer. I like Colbert’s personality and the Colbert Report persona was perfect, but he can be a superficial interviewer. With somebody like Jimmy Fallon, you know know you’re getting superficial chitchat for eight minutes, and his guests

Well I think I just made my Thursday night plans...

Watching Atlanta with a box of Girl Scout cookies is basically my idea of heaven.

“You are happiness,” Seacrest tells Ripa before kissing her on the head.

Incorrect, Boyo. That sticks with you until your death, as stipulated by the great state of North Carolina. You’ll be paying that debt until the end.

It took awhile for my wife to catch on to that one. I started doing it pretty early. Got my food first, then set them up. Otherwise as soon as I sat down to eat, they were thirsty, needed more food, or were done.

I honestly feel like the self-imposed pressures from social media have seriously fucked up parent’s attitudes towards their children. It’s slightly disgusting to watch someone spend 15 minutes trying to get the “perfect” photo of their kid so they can post it on facebook, sit back down on the bench, and bury their

I get my bowl of cereal and coffee before I get my son’s breakfast. (He’s four. I’ve been doing this for a while.) Coffee is my oxygen. He can watch videos or play video games while I boot up into a person who won’t snap at him. I always give my wife the oxygen mask analogy.