I’m in cancer treatment and I woke up this morning to the sound of my son vomiting in the kitchen sink (he’d already barfed allllllll over the bathroom). You just made me laugh out loud for the first time today. Thanks, Pal!

Starred for the roll story. If I had been his customer, I’d still be telling that story to this day, and laughing joyously about it, “This busboy, he was adorable...”

Ewwwwww. I was blissfully unaware of that possibility. Until now...

a large number of men in his class, including Kavanaugh and his friends, often bragged about sexual conquests, even if they never really happened.

who is interested in seeing photos of a pregnant mother running errands?

his jaw was slack and his eyes were bulging

I like dude blithely eating behind behind him like, in the end, this shit just does not matter. 

Fuuuuuuuuck. I could have gone the rest of my life without seeing Renésmée-ton ever again. 

We all feel gross, honey. 

I ask myself that every day...

I’m sorry. I have cookies; come over!

And in a big family. 

That slattern.

That’s how we talk about horses, and dogs. “I went to check out that mare I was telling you about. We put her through her paces; she was pretty impressive, so I threw a saddle on her. I’m thinking of buying her...”

Don’t you kind of want the chief investigator a little sympathetic towards you?

You do a disservice to garbage. Garbage feeds rats and crows, which, while vile, we need in the eco-system (if, for no other reason, than to eat garbage). We don’t need that shit.

::raises hand::

Mark Burnett is responsible for Survivor. So, yeah. Punch him.

Ohhhhhh! I didn’t see it until I stood up and glanced back down at my screen. Got it. 

Cartoon Melania looks way too happy, holding that doll.