My Auntie-ness comes from the same place as Anne’s. I’m Auntie K in my husband’s very large Filipino family. It was a little odd at first because of the aging aspect you mention, but now I roll with it and enjoy it because it’s a sign of respect.

Amen. Behind every great fortune is a crime.

Oh, I got one! The theory of intersectionality. Kimberle Crenshaw’s original theory has been folded, stapled and mutilated by white people.

Mick and Keith were always loud about their blues fandom.

The VA has only started to give the barest of fucks about my father’s PTSD from Vietnam. Thank god for weed.

Especially when you’ve gone and fucked up a tuna noodle salad (borderline) by adding peas (oh, hell no).

OK, Boris. Please, please fuck off now. 

The “had her pleasure” line got me too. Like, motherfucker, most dudes couldn’t find the clitoris with both hands, GPS, AND a flashlight so pump the brakes on that shit super chief.

Unfortunately they were ungreyed when I got here.

Unfortunately they were ungreyed when I got here.

FUCK YOU.

There’s a better than average chance that Facebook Uncle thinks the Lenny Kravitz cover is the only version.

I can just turn to my right and give Zillow HQ the finger from my cube window.

He had to get his phone back, it was performance review time. 

It’s all beige mewmewmusic.

Donna, since you’re probably hate reading this right now: the only people holding black people back are white people. 

Oh, shit, sorry. Didn’t scroll down before I asked who the eff let him out. He’s got some nerve tone policing. 

Who the fuck let you out of the greys?

The genetic annihilation thing just makes me go “who cares” because seriously, it’s a.) not going to happen b.) so what if it does and c.) it’s fear that the majority will treat them as bad or worse.

If the color beige learned to play music, this is what it would sound like.