So, does this mean that gay people are allowed to one-arm-hug each other now?

Seriously. Who’s the baby going to tell?

Also, in The West Wing they always order food at restaurants and then LEAVE IMMEDIATELY AFTER. It’s like ringing someone’s doorbell and running away, only with kitchen service.

Saying outright who is and isn’t invited isn’t “asking” for anything, except the presence of the people you want present.

Yeah, I’m pretty much over the whole “it’s rude to make direct statements about what you want and don’t want” part of etiquette. Because making people guess and then getting huffy and them when they guess wrong is soooo much more civilized.

That’s because yellow jackets are the literal devil.

Oh my gosh! I didn’t go to the ER. My mom just plastered me with baking soda paste and we played Monopoly.

This lady (and her child) has the PERFECT NAME for this situation. “Pangborn” is some Viking shit.

Wasps are one of the few things that I legit freak out about. I was coexisting peacefully with a freaking black widow spider in my garden this spring, and I will lose my shit if I see a wasp.

Oh, that sucks. Also, it turns out that yellow jackets can sting multiple times, which is awesome when they’re stuck in your hair.

Probably yellow jackets or hornets. I grew up a few hours north of where she is, and we called yellow jackets “meat bees.” They nest in the ground. I know that because I stepped in a nest once. They are awful.

Since she was in the forest and they were going after meat (placenta), I’m guessing that bees = yellow jackets, or possibly hornets, which are both the spawn of Satan.

My made-up rules for pronouncing French are 1.) cut off at least the last two letters of every word and 2.) what looks like the letter R is actually your tongue trying to choke you.

What. Now we need tiny RAF pilots flying up to knock the tiny rockets off course. It’s a tiny arms race.

Guns that shoot other guns are like the Holy Grail of guns.

how glamorous graduate school life can be

I am 100% positive I can find a way to work that into the first three pages of my dissertation.

Ah, my mistake, sorry. In that case, though, a lot of us prefer that Pagan be capitalized.

Why? They already think that. The people who are worth the effort of convincing are easily going to see this for what it is.

Please don’t call a Buddhist “pagan” to their face. It’s really christocentric.