If this here comment section is what causes you to not send your ballot in, roll it into a tight ball and cram it up your ass sideways.

Thank you for saying this.

It is insidious and in my view, downright fucking irresponsible to publish this horseshit a week before the election. Let’s not give these slackers any more cover for not voting.

Definitely poppin’.

Yeah sure, bro. Then you woke up alone to your crusty sheets. Again.

You here to shoot up the place?

Alabama white sauce makes a hell of a coleslaw.

I’m so sorry, dementia is really hard on a family. 

Can you imagine waking up from a coma at any point in the past two years and finding out Dolt45 is president? I’d demand to be put back under until it’s over. 

He will not fucking stop. I’ve tried pointing out that not every post needs sarcasm, but deaf ears and all that.

Let us all praise Saint Stewart Adams, inventor of ibuprofen.

EXACTLY! You know how I injured my hip? It gave out while I took one step to unplug my hairdryer from the wall. ONE GODDAMN STEP. All of a sudden, it felt like my hip, which up until that point did its job everyday, stepped out for a pastrami on rye and left me holding the bag. The betrayal!

Oh, dude. Welcome to the Gettin’ Old Club.

I graduated Cicero-North Syracuse in ‘89. Yes, I wish the DMs were still a thing! 

THAT was your takeaway? Jesus, child. 

You mean “executive time.”

OMG, I’m from N. Syracuse! Totally not the point of the discussion, but it’s always nice to see fellow former upstaters and people who miss Wegman’s. 

I don’t understand how people can live like that.

I’m not gonna hate on your love of candy corn because I’m probably the only person out here who likes the black jelly beans.

I’m in a start-up in a very old building in one of the oldest parts of my city, so I hear you on that. Because of our ancient plumbing when it gets hot in the summer, there’s a smell in the bathrooms that is a revelation, or more likely comes right out of Revelations.