I saw something on Twitter the other day: “Trump’s Razor: never attribute to malice or stupidity that which can be adequately explained by malice and stupidity.” Go ahead and throw entitlement in there too.

I’m writing this down to use later.

Remind me never to eat her desserts. Too little salt is generally what’s wrong with people’s desserts, flavor-wise.

“One interesting point: even though half of the families in the study were supposed to move their baby to another room before four months, both halves had the same number of babies who actually did end up moving.”

Hey now, the law is pretty consistent: for both firearms and breasts white men are allowed to display them, and everyone else doing the same is a threat.

I remember losing a lot of respect for a lot of people over that half-time show. Basically, anyone who was mad at Janet Jackson? They’re fucking dummies.

Alright men, start investing in bikini tops.

My mother was flat out told by the prosecutor that she wouldn’t proceed because my mother had once accepted a ride home from her rapist prior to the rape. Even though the police knew exactly who he was and that that was his regular M.O. It was the same prosecutor who took so long to bring charges when Walter Scott…

Tell me about it. It’s a mark of both how quickly perceptions change, and how long my husband and I took to finally try to get pregnant that when we first thought we were about to try, my friend recommended her OB/GYN by comparing him to Cliff Huxtable, and I am now 13 weeks pregnant and horrified at the thought. …

I just want to put out there that while I am not anti-drug, I don’t really do them very often at all. Once I was out with a friend and freaking out about something, and she gave me a valium, and I took it. Whatever anyone wants to say about the wisdom of taking pills not prescribed by your doctor, it is not unheard…

He does make a habit of refusing to pay vendors.

And, while I will never argue that Trump is a competent businessman, president, or human being, if there is one thing he has experience at, it is telling people what he would “like”, and expecting them to get it done. Feigning naivete in this instance is particularly ridiculous.

If it’s hot to you, it’s hot to you.

Yeah, I once had a customer throw nachos in my face, and had she been inside (instead of the drivethru) I am pretty sure I would have been over the counter to get to her. And that’s just cheese. I would 1000% rather have cheese on my face than some creep’s spit.

But why though.

Now that would be hot.

Brando gif party, to remind us what hot looks like: