“the president’s hotel company”

I freaking LOVE “The Edible Woman”!

Love this!

I’m depressed now.

I want to go to there.

Counting down the minutes until some dudebro coworker asks “when is International Men’s Day?!1!”

“Getting rid of state lines?”

Go fuck yourself, Donny.

“We all freeze and die!”

She did not.

There is no bill.

As a matter of fact, I do!

I have a sudden urge to buy a white pantsuit.

Perhaps I’m projecting a bit here. The idea of cameras being focused on me while I sobbed for my dead husband for five minutes sounds like hell to me. She may feel differently - I hope so.

Agreed. That part made me feel physically sick. Bragging about the length of the ovation he got for the soldier whose death he is responsible for. I felt so bad for her.

That part infuriates me. Way to completely miss the the point of why there aren’t more women in STEM fields, broseph.

This plays in my head every time this mofo opens his mouth.

Oh for fucks sake.

That’s some cold ass shit, Donny.

THANK YOU