Oh, shit. That was painful to watch, man.

Whoa.

hurting the family name.

Rob is an asshole, for sure, but describing himself as a ‘savage’? Come on, Robert. You’re a sock designer. Who, I’d wager, doesn’t even design the fucking socks. “I’m a savage!” You’re a 30-year-old Mommy’s Boy who’s never had a job, eats icing from the can with his fingers and probably cries at the sight of a mouse…

She’ll have a good chance if her grandparents take an interest in her, spend a lot of quality time with her and instil some core values, like kindness, generosity, a humble nature and a spirit of charity. When parents are sorely lacking (or downright failures), it can be so important for grandparents, especially…

Speaking of garbage, I’m trying tomstarbthis, and it took stars away. I’m sorry!

Because, at this point, they sound positively pedestrian.

Honking at me makes it 100% more likely I will not be moseying into that intersection. You fucking sit there and think about what you’ve done, QuickDraw. I’ve got time; I can wait.

We all do. It’s kind of a thing around here; We❤️Jinni

Why is he wearing a lady’s watch?

I love her.

I took two naps today.

If mine put 1/10th the effort into doing what I ask him to do (Yes! Your socks! Off the goddamn floor! Into the washing machine! MOTHERFUCKER) as he puts into doing the Interpretive Dance of Injustice and Passive Aggressive Protest, he’d be done much sooner, with a lot less energy expended and without me finally…

That is literally my son every time we ask him to do anything. ANYTHING. Like. I. Am. Absolutely. Going. To. Die. If. I. Have. To. Put. Food. In. The. Cat’s. Bowl. ::dramatic sighing ensues, flailing of limbs, dumps food in general direction of cat (any cat; doesn’t even have to be our cat) goes completely boneless…

Oh, I would have thrown a chair.

Well, he’s famous. And rich. And a man. And women are lying liars who lie about everything, especially sex. Oh, and we’re dumb slatterns, too, who only want attention and to bring a good man down by being slutty sluts.

Canadians love Clamato juice as well. Our drinking preferences, in order, are: beer, Caesers, rum/rye and Coke/ginger, everything else.

Did she? Oooooooh, that’s not good...

Heck, yeah!

I saw that as more a desperate bid for Daddy’s attention than any indication of being a shitty human being.