In some ways, America is turning into a Lord of the Flies hellscape. God help all of us Piggies when Jack Drumpf becomes president.

She is the boy in the bubble’s nanny.

I have a manager that prints out excel sheets and faxes them to someone. He is under 40.

Any chance that friend is a bigamist on the market for sister wives?

They are not even ashamed enough to wear their hoods. Frightening.

I was just singing this out loud! It is the only way to keep the crippling fear at bay. Without it I would be rocking back and forth in a corner, screaming “ Can’t sleep! Trump will get me!” over and over.

Hey guys. Is it possible someone slipped me a bath salts and roofie mickey?

America is begging to have this idiotic, narcissistic, fascist sack of thrice reused summer’s eve as its dear leader. I weep for our nation.

I fear the peplum. My hips do not require exclamation points, they make a bold enough statement on their own.

Every time I see a photo of Kim in that dress, I think: “ Huh. I guess I missed the memo about being able to bedazzle our skin and call it a dress.”

These products are peculiar to the climate verging on the tropical regions, and by an imperious law of nature, none but the black race can bear exposure to the tropical sun. - Mississippi Declaration of Secession

These products are peculiar to the climate verging on the tropical regions, and by an imperious law of nature, none but the black race can bear exposure to the tropical sun. - Mississippi Declaration of Secession

I stand with Chrissy.

You are to keep it in the only responsible place: in your handy, ready to fire at any time.

Exactly! That's why I never leave home without a gallon jug of gasoline to put out any fires I may encounter.

Whoever wrote that response is my new role model.

Rule 34, FTW!

In my mind, I am one of those stylish women in the center. In reality, I am the frumpy woman at far left.

That kitchen looks like the most wonderful acid flashback

Yes.