I think that comes directly from his Tinder profile.

More quotes from people who don’t understand how words work:

Anyone who claims to be a humanist rather than a feminist has no clear understanding of what either term means. It’s like saying I’m a Buddhist rather than a media ecologist.

Cosigned.

It actually infuriates me. A year-old cinnamon-coloured black bear was destroyed near our home a few weeks ago because idiotic tourists couldn’t keep themselves from throwing food at the cute bear. And, as predicted, it quickly became a danger to everyone in the area as it started wandering into yards and schoolyards.…

Only one psychiatrist?

Also, I suspect that it’s the neckbeards that are the real problem here.

Only Patti Labelle herself could top insane Fantasia's performance from a few years back. Miss Patti always delivers.

I've said more than once that anyone who claims that they are humanists rather than feminists don't actually understand what either of those terms mean. It's like saying that one is a Buddhist rather than an anthropologist.

Who’s a good boy? Who's a good boy?

I did my thesis research on the Ktunaxa creation story, which features Naⱡmuqȼin the Giant defeating the Yawuʔnik̓ following a chase that took them through the entire Ktunaxa territory. It was an incredible experience to spend a day in circle with Ktunaxa storytellers. One of the transformative experiences of…

This is one of the best sentences I have ever read. I wanted to plagiarize it immediately.

Canadian, darling.

Here for this.

Back in the day (ahem), there was much less tolerance for any kind of body snarking, including the pregnant lady bashing that goes on here. It's definitely the commentariat, yes, but the writers and editors bear some responsibility as well. That shit never used to fly here.

I've never really liked Norm MacDonald, but he is actually a wonderful storyteller—on Twitter, of all things. His eulogy for Robin Williams was beautiful.

Inspiration looks an awful lot like outright theft from where I'm sitting. (Photo from Beyond Buckskin: http://www.beyondbuckskin.com/)

My husband's ex-wife, whom I refer to as Pennsatucky or Batshit McCrazeballs, tagged my husband in a photo of her big hillbilly face. Because, you see, he was in her head. Get it? Do you get it? Are you happy there, Mr. MadFab? Are you happy in my head?

I was all prepared to turn in my Cumberperson (since Bandicoot Chowderpants has asked his followers to please stop referring to themselves as "Cumberbitches") badge over this. But his apology makes me love him even more.