I don’t even drink but Ain’t No Way always makes me want to buy a whiskey just to cry into. I don’t know, it’s just something about the song that gets to me every time. 

She bases this assumption on the fact that her younger relatives have been bypassing her macaroni and chicken salad at family picnics.

This thing is apparently front runner to be next UK Conservative PM:

Many White Americans seem to really be born into the whole American Exceptionalism thing.

Fuck off. Here, in the UK, the power company or National Grid will pay you for the electricity you’ve generated. The way our meters work is that, normally, you’ll pay a PPKwH (price per kilowatt hour) and what’s known as standing charge. Standing charge is a weird little thing - it’s usually described as the line…

Chicago style 100% - Onions, Tomatoes, Sports peppers, mustard and relish. All served on a poppy seed bun. I am not even from Chicago. 

I have frequently sung along to rap songs. I still manage to skip saying that word.

“Literally, every white woman named Lisa.”

Hi White Friend here - that flag means White Trash to me. It fills me with rage.

You can’t grow gummi bears but you can grow gummiberries and then you make that into juice and the bears will come. But it has a tendency to attract ogres and dragons too.

I kid you not, as soon as the Cubs won the Series, I texted my family saying it was a sign of the End Times and Trump was going to win.

The Cubs winning was the beginning of the end don’t you see!

what
no
that’s somehow even more wrong than the cubs winning the series

it hot in here

“First, I must confess that over the last few years I have been gravely disappointed with the white moderate. I have almost reached the regrettable conclusion that the Negro’s great stumbling block in the stride toward freedom is not the White Citizen’s Council-er or the Ku Klux Klanner, but the white moderate who is…

I have a cousin who posts a lot of “proud of the Confederate flag”crap on his Facebook. I’m now prepared to throw all decorum out the window and ask what unit his relative served in. Since he can’t, I’ll remind him it was Company B of the 58th Pennsylvania Infantry.

My 14 year old self in Birmingham city centre camped outside the Hyatt hotel for a glimpse of them, no money for concerts til adult so Joey had to do with my deformed face pushed up against the glass elavator mimicking fellatio.. yes I am ashamed.

Olds too, like me, who may or may not have cried when she caught the lightsaber at the end.

I’m still mad about Andie’s dress in Pretty in Pink.