Either way this whole thing is basically an argument to show whose stuffed cucumber is bigger.
Yesterday I went out and was super paranoid. Today is no different. I want to fight back but this is a spectacularly painful blow. I feel betrayed by my neighbors even. Its hard when you arent in a big metropolitan city like NYC and youre a POC in a small white suburb. The threat is so much larger. Ugh. I am so…
I had to get a special doula when I have birth to my cat, one who wouldn’t judge me for rolling the placenta up and smoking it in a joint.
He flies under the radar because he looks like a racist ghost who died during plastic surgery.
Yeah, well I didn’t live 33 fucking years to see Trump become president either.
“Sky and her little brother Ocean...”
I hope you appreciate how nice they’re being to you when they very well could have ripped you to pieces. You don’t know how lucky you are that you’ve been spared the pain and humiliation of a bunch of uptight dorks pissily correcting you.
When I read that column this morning, I was all “Oh, Jez just has to cover this!” And you did not disappoint. It’s even better than expected with the additional Friday version which I hadn’t seen. The Vows column has sure changed over the years when it used to be all Margaret (Muffy) Brown and Harlan (Shep) Pinkleton…
I don’t know how to insert links into words on my phone, so it’s sort of a low-rent looking Dirt Bag:(