You’re really missing the point of what these awards are. I’m an American woman who lives in the UAE. These awards are supposed to encourage men to support women in the workplace and to hire/train/support more women within the federal workforce. Apparently these guys all run divisions who succeeded in diversifying the…

I don’t know what it says about me that my first reaction here was “but cream is neutral and goes with peach and gold.”

It was fucking nuts dude. 

Woo! I’ve got one! So, this chick was the SiL of my best friend, and when the baby shower invites  get  around, my best friend *begged* me to go because “jesus christ Heathens, this bitch is insane and I need a damn witness”

I AM TOTALLY WINNING THIS ONE.

I see your pedantic inanity and raise you one: The Oxford English dictionary, which is basically the bible when it comes to lexical matters, lists “woah” as an acceptable variant of whoa. So calm your tits and take a seat. Nobody likes the internet grammar cops. 

Um, the genders are reversed

The problem is, I’m only interested in dicks that are erect. A limp dick might as well be a big toe, as far I’m concerned.

But few men have much commentary on vaginas.

I have a family philosophy that nobody gets preventable diseases.

“were of the family philosophy not to vaccinate.”

To be honest Graham’s best night of the year is Eurovision, where he’s clearly had a drink to prep himself and just says whatever he wants.

What the fuck is it with these people? (That just came out as a rhetorical; I think I know what the fuck is wrong with them.) So, yeah, the barter suggestion is some pretty rich shit on its own. But that Tweet at the end...

Um, no. That’s a fantasy instilled by NRA death cult propagandists.

Sending you internet hugs. Lots of self care recommended now. Hot baths, facial masks, snuggles with pets, calls with friends. Journaling.  You WILL get through.

I’m so sorry to hear that. It will be tough for a while but I hope this ends up leading you to a better place in your life as soon as possible!

I’m so sorry that this happened to you. I also am closely acquainted with depression, so let me put this out as a reminder: This. too. shall. pass. A year from now, you’ll be glad that you didn’t drag their sorry arse over into the New Year, and got a fresh start in 2019.

Bah on them. You have a happy holiday.

“It’s raining, but there ain’t a cloud in the sky. Must’ve been a tear from your eye. Everything will be okay. Funny, thought I felt a sweet summer breeze. Must’ve been you sighing so deep. Don’t worry, we’re gonna find a way.”

Just went through a period of depression triggered by a breakup. I know it doesn’t help now...but it WILL pass.