10 Things is the best, whatever the occasion.
I missed the Asian club orientation on Oriental cleansing rituals. I hope it involves exfoliating towels!
I bet activism groups are already planning on some kind of Asian Ritual Day where every GOP legislator gets 900 Asian Americans yelling at them.
RACHEL. LUTHER. QUEEN.
Maybe cause I’m feelin myself a bit, but this is a photo of me and my grandpa on the family farm in Jamaica circa 1993. This picture will eventually go poof.
“I want to destroy you for your own good. Why can’t you see that, you ungrateful little shit that I effectively disowned.”
I’m glad I can rely on the insight & eloquence of folks currently more articulate than I about this ... “situation” (I refuse to call it a mandate, since it is emphatically NOT that) — as for the most part I’m still at the “incoherent stammering with righteous rage and fear” stage …
It is day three of post-traumatic Trump disorder and I am feeling about as terrible as I did on day one. While I know it does nothing to change any of the colossal list of problems now facing our nation and the world, please enjoy these babies trying to do the mannequin challenge to the best of their sweet, sweet…
I’m sorry but this must be said:
The urge to just explain shit to white people can be really overwhelming sometimes, because it feels better to think that they don’t understand rather than accept the reality that they do and just want to act like racism isn’t there or doesn’t matter. It’s taken me a while to get over the fact that so many people who…
Ann Coulter bombed and Phyllis Schlafly died. What a weekend!
She buys groceries?! I assumed her sustenance came from turning her head 180 degrees and eating the face of her partner during copulation.
Horchata, por favor!
What drinks do you want sold on every corner?