You have to have something to be proud about other than a lost war based on using human beings as currency and workhorses. Really. Come up with a new Southern flag, one that doesn't specifically refer to the South attempting to leave the Union so that a subset of people could remain enslaved. Really think about it.

I always supposed that if you got paid to do something, it was your job. He got paid a lot to do something. A lot more than most people do. Perhaps he should have always treated it like a job. What a blowhole.

The thought of my mom hearing me beg "harder, motherfucker" makes my vagina fall out of my body.

When I was in law school I lived with my parents. In my final year, when I was 29 years old, my mother descended to my basement abode, and told me I could now engage in sleepovers with someone special should I like. She did warn me, however, that she would not look kindly on me sneaking one night stands over. NO…