Thank you for this.

My mother was born in 1930, and you are incorrect.

I hope the one with the weapon accidentally shoots off a body part. I’m not picky which.

I forgot to /s on my post, so I edited. Sorry.

Starring this because you hoped you’d die before you’d get old?

Oh please. He can’t even pay casino contractors. No wall. He’s a fucking idiot.

I’ve been trying to figure out all day how to word this.

Related- I miss Murphy Brown.

Nope. Not going to happen. I promised my daughter I wouldn’t let her friends at school be sent out, and I will damn well make sure that chocolatechipcookiesforbreakfast stays here, too.

Conversation with our daughter just now- she’s 10- and we’re like- 95% white. At least once both families got out of the early/mid-1800s.

Yep.

I’m so sorry. Expected or not- I’m so sorry for your loss.

I’m so sorry.

AHHHHHHH!!!!! *jumps up and down while holding your hands*

Crossing my fingers that you get a big, whopping case of Supernose.

Our son was an emergency C-Section 7.5 years ago, so I had them tie my tubes while they had me open. I still keep dollar store pregnancy tests on hand and replace them as they expire because of, oh, you know- “I haven’t had a period in 45 days????”

I woke up with my period this morning (I’m in perimenopause, so there’s no rhyme or reason to when it shows up these days), and the first thought I had was that I had blood coming out of my wherever, and I started to laugh that raucous kind of laugh that scares the crap out of people.

According to several people who replied to me it’s a digusting, horrible term referencing babies with hydroencephalis that is used to call someone mentally disabled.

People will never cease to amaze me with how nasty they can be.