Right? I’m much more disturbed by the fact that my child would walk up to the cracks in the stall doors and say “hi” to their innocent victim who was just doing their business.  Really, family restrooms are the solution we all need, to protect the public from these real heathens.

I’m not condoning any candidate’s actions in this situation, but I worked in politics and can attest that just because everyone is part of the same party, it doesn’t mean they’re on the same team.  They’re all about the individual candidate and will absolutely do anything to take them down. In this type of a situation…

“Trump nemesis” doesn’t mean water carrier for the Democratic party.  He wasn’t some kind of spokesperson for the Dems, he just had a common enemy.  I think the Democrats will be just fine without this buffoon.  Plenty of players in their 2020 clown car.

Thank you, Thank You, THANK YOU! This needs to be said over and over. No matter how flawed any of our candidates are, they would have given us a better government than the one that Trump and his cronies are dismantling.

Baby, I hear you.  My kids’ last name begins with Y, they’re screwed.  (Mine is T, which was bad enough growing up.)  Even if the teacher does it by first name, my DD is still screwed, because she’s a W.  I love when someone gets it and reverses things up!

This is actually heartwarming. I’m glad you got your mojo, and more importantly, confidence and self worth, back.

I can 100% say that if you get a Subaru without the bells and whistles, they’re pretty reliable. If you get one with every single option, like my 2011 3.6R Outback Premium, every little goddamn thing on the car is going to give you trouble, especially if it’s related to the electronics.

This happened to me in college, except I really did pass that damn thing in!! After 3 weeks of him implying I was lying, he discovered my report in a pile of work for another class that a TA had stacked in his office. The fucker didn’t even apologize. Another instance had the professor accidentally transcribe his…

Oh look, they’re trying to mainstream the Quiverfull philosophy now. Another strategy of white religious zealots, who fear that they’re being “out bred” by the undesirables - aka non-white religious zealots. The premise is that you’re supposed to have a quiverfull of children. Guess who has been tied to this, via a…

Yeah, I’m Gen X, and I can tell you, I don’t care what I do for a living. I don’t have grand passions or hobbies that would translate into a lucrative career. You know what I do like? Being able to pay my bills. I found an industry that I’m really good in, and in doing so, they give me sizable chunks of cash on a…

This line was fed to both the Gen-X and Millenial generations by the garbage generations from before us. You got served the story of reality by your Silent/Greatest generation parents, instead of this happy horseshit.  

Literally every single one of them? I started working in 1997, and in the 4 consulting firms I worked for during the 97-02 period, we were doing this constantly. You might fly home on a Thursday and be back at your office on a Friday, only to do it all over again, but they all had some version of this hell.

Then you definitely need therapy. How can you have such different methods? Meticulous for PB but savage for toothpaste?  I’m disturbed by the thought!

Sounds perfectly logical to me. I bet your toothpaste tube is always clean and flattened nicely from the bottom up, too.

Meanwhile, CT is trying to expand on this type of fuckery.

I can’t even pretend to deny my adoration of the artwork of the books by Elaine Duillo. (I even had a calendar for 1999 of her artwork, which they sadly never expanded on for other years.) These books were pure escapism for me during a pretty unhappy childhood and teen years. The covers by her showcased her incredible…

Have you read any in the last 20 years? Those rapey and cringy topics were largely left behind in the 80's. I haven’t read anything written past about ‘93 that romanticizes any of those topics.

I also loved flaunting my romance covers, but I was a bit of a precocious reader, having started them around 11, because we ran out of kids books in the house and my school library sucked. (I’d finished all the Hardy boys, and they didn’t have much else.)

I’ve got a simpler version that is beyond delicious and has never failed to garner rave reviews. I doctor it up a bit beyond the basic recipe: I molest the chicken by rubbing it with the oil and herbs inside and out, and then I add some chicken stock, which makes a really nice dipping sauce for the bread and garlic.…

I bake mine in a stoneware bowl with tinfoil tented over the top, and the results are always fabulous.