Those are called dingleberries!

Isn’t it always the way?!

Has your cat ever eaten Easter grass or Christmas tinsel. We used to find a bit hanging out of our cat’s ass and if you pulled on it you’d get a big -- YEHOWWWaaaaaahhh....thanks. (Except for the thanks. Cats never thank you for anything.)

The buttholes are a finicky bunch.  They only want you to engage when they want to engage.   

Butthole, I am going to have to respectfully disagree with you.

he took the l on this one, for sure.

I had black Ken, I think his name was Steve? But also that could have been the name we gave him, since we usually changed their names.

Well it’s not like anyone with brain could have possibly thought that maybe electing a fucking idiot would be an extremely bad idea.

No, Meghan doesn’t have to do anything regarding her family to make you or anyone else feel better.

I need MOORE...

I refer to this kind of behavior of publicly and ill-advisedly airing concerns regarding your estranged adult children with as voighting. But if he keeps it up, I’m going to start referring to it as markling.

Right, that’s why you finished the story with “#checkmate” which we all know is not a universal term for winning.

Yeah, I work in the mental health field. You are not educating me at all. I know and have worked with a lot of people who are suicidal. Nice try though.

Makes me think this person is just a troll. It’s very gross. 

Seriously, read up on suicide. We all miss the signs. It is not one event. It sucks because we miss it, but you are doing a disservice by thinking only one thing could have triggered it. It might have been the last straw but it was not the only cause. We all hate to think that we missed the signs and could have done…

Pretty weird to use your best friend’s suicide to “win” an internet argument then finish the story with a flippant hashtag.

I’m guessing these trolls have never known the pain of a friend or family member taking their life. Having gone to a funeral less than a week ago for a family member who died by suicide I can tell them that every goddamn person who walked by that casket probably asked themselves what they could have done differently…

I think just about every day I wonder what the fuck is wrong with people.

Y’know, everyone always says that, but when you ask “What are you going to do FOR the victim?” there’s a long silence, usually for decades. 

If one of my daughters were to tell me something like this, my first instinct would be to grab the sharpest or heaviest instrument I could find and annihilate the perpetrator.