Well, the farm *owners*, maybe. Laborers? I doubt it.

“We dip shits out here also provide your food ...” —

Do you think he is the only Trump vote in his precinct? (I think Melania is With Her.)

I think she’s been trolling him the whole time:

I meant to post this last week, but I came across an unexpectedly solid example of shade in the Wall Street Journal, of all places:

Another reason that we don’t see packs of kids roaming the street most places is that, with the rise of two-income households, no one is home during the day. The “pack o’ kids” model only works if there is a critical mass of parents (let’s be real, moms) around to provide snacks, band-aids, and the occasional drive to…

Chiming in with sympathies. I cannot imagine how hard it must be to lose a child.

back in the space shuttle era it was all lowercase.

What airline is this, where they help the families sit together? It sure isn’t United. All I have ever experienced is the opposite - we book seats together, then the day before they tells us those seats are gone and we have to work it out with our fellow passengers.

Yes. Mr. Nancy is trim, has panache and charm, and the ladies love him. Personally, I picture Giancarlo Esposito.

Corduroy & A Pocket for Corduroy by Don Freeman - it’s for younger kids, but a good example of a protagonist who’s just being a kid and happens to be black.

All the stars for this last paragraph. See you on the elliptical.

Dude, no. The people who have never met a Jewish person do not know about Passover either.

Some people bitch and moan in part because some kids are just harder than others. Sounds like you got a normal-to-easy one. I have two; once #2 showed up, I found out (in retrospect) just how hard #1 had been (and how easy #2 was by comparison).

Mine called me “ape arms” and fussed about my supposedly giant (9/9.5) feet. I was already (am still) self-conscious about my apparently giant size (5’9”); that sure didn’t help.

Magic bullet: “hm ... Where’d you look?”

#notallmen ...

Misread this as “Gerard Depardieu”, which — actually, still works just fine. Maybe it’s something about being a Gerard D.

OMFG THIS!!!

Totally agree. Middle school crier here myself. (Spelling bee. Cracked bc I couldn't spell "strength". (The irony!))