Me just now: MAYA ANGELOU DIED?! HOW DID I MISS THAT?! HOW COULD I HAVE POSSIBLY MISSED THAT?! WHEN?!?! *Googles. Realizes she died the day my daughter was born* Oh. That makes sense...

Can you link?

“I may be less sensitive to narrative conventions like dead babies...”

1 isn’t perfectly straight! I’m accounting for his Fight Club-era Brad Pitt attraction!

Enjoy! It’s imperfect, of course, but situationally useful.

To quote my 0-1 on the Kinsey scale husband “Brad Pitt in Fight Club? I’d lick his abs.”

The main image reminds me that 1999 Brad Pitt was, perhaps, the 20th century’s most fuckable man. I mean... Christ.

HOW HAVE I NOT NOTICED THAT TRUMP IS DEFINITELY THE ONCLER BEFORE THIS MOMENT?!?!?!?!

by the time we got through the little end we wouldn’t have a tooth left in our heads...

I simultaneously wish I understood it and at the same time am so, so happy I don’t.

Dear Red State Friends Thinking About Voting For Gary Johnson:

.00002% of refugees admitted since 9/11 have been arrested or deported as a result of terrorism concerns... and that’s rounding slightly up. So... a better picture would be a large swimming pool of Skittles.

It’s the difference between a child standing with a BB gun in an open carry state and shot on sight and, if the officer is to be believed, pursuing a suspect and having said suspect pull what appears to be a gun on you.

That’s my guess as well.

Absolutely not.

That is horrifying. Fuck heroin, amen.

Yup. No matter how this shakes out the discrepancy is telling and a problem.

I concur

... do you know any heroin addicts? It’s not something you get into because you’re bored on a Saturday night.

I’ve responded to this elsewhere. In short: I agree.