Eh, I have sympathy for both the dudes you describe and for this woman, provided they didn’t pressure anyone into doing anything they didn’t want to. Sometimes what looks like a minor inconvenience at the beginning of a relationship, when you’re really infatuated with someone, becomes a much bigger problem when the…

also i just found out MIRA NAIR is doing a movie with LUPITA NYONG’O and i am going to spontaneously combust from the happiness.

How is your mother childless? Are you not her child?

my 6 yo said she was thankful for Jesus. We have raised our kids with no religion at all so I was like "Ok.....hmmmm..."

A lot of my ESL students wrote that they were thankful for me, and it makes me think I didn't properly explain the meaning of the word thankful. Either that, or my name is one of the only English words they know.

My niece, laddies and gentlemen.

Some of them really didn't.

One of my kids said he was thankful to have two dads. You know, in case one of us dies, he has a spare.

My daughter's preschool class listed what each child was thankful for. Most kids said mommy/daddy or their house or even the family dog. My kid? She was thankful for jewels. Four years from now, she'll be the kid thankful for dead people.

This reminds me of my wonderful niece, who, at the age of 4, was explained the reason why Christians celebrate Christmas.

"He's dead. Dead people don't get to have birthdays. This is pointless".

Isabella is secretly a wine-drunk, super jaded thirtysomething. At least she tried.

For all the dead ppl

Haley Joel Osment begs to differ.

At least hers is cool. Everybody else is thankful for god and Jesus, and their teacher. Brown-nosed little suck-ups.

+1 for you. Ginger beer is delicious. Add rye whiskey, and a twist of lemon and you have a horse's neck a.k.a. the best cocktail ever (imho).

rye and ginger ale beer. preferably bundaberg, but reed's will do in a pinch.

We are a family of Indian immigrants, so we enjoy Thanksgiving way more than most American families do. My uncle gets really excited and gifts us with matching ugly sweaters and my mother finds new ways to fuck up the turkey every year. We sing karaoke and finally order pizza and do drunk dancing. its tight shit yo

My secret weapon is an "upset stomach" in case I need to hang out in the bathroom for 20 minutes and play games on my phone.