Interesting that they called it the “Hyde Amendment”. I mean there’s no symbolism where the name Hyde is associated with the embodiment of a wealthy, upper class, elitist guy who sets free an alternate personality that indulges in his basest, cruelest, most violent impulses and is a threat to society as a whole.

The worst is when the subway is packed during rush hour and the person sitting directly beneath you starts to get up long before the doors open or the train has stopped. THERE IS NOWHERE TO GO. SIT DOWN AND WAIT UNTIL THE TRAIN STOPS.

Also, Mr./Ms. "EXCUSE ME! EXCUUUUSE ME!!! GETTING OF HEEEEERE" after one millisecond the doors have opened. YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE GETTING OFF AT THIS STOP. Chill out ffs.

Think of the sappiest, cheesiest URL possible, then use the .porn domain extension. Everyone will be terrified/yet intrigued....

For mine I'm hoping Aboutfuckingtime isn't taken.

*N.B.- We did not live together before we were married, which is why I had never used his detergent before. (Gasp! I know, shocker. Some people still do that.)

NOBODY WANTS YOU HERE IF YOU WOULD PREFER TO LIVE IN FUCKING FLORIDA YOU GODDAMN REAL LIFE TROLL.

This is going to be a strong sentiment but here goes.

Being gay is fine, just, you know, don’t be gay about it.

"How does he get along with other passengers? Does he get a beer or stick with water? Peanuts or a Kit Kat bar?"

I totally get this. I have two children. I always knew I wanted one. I was indifferent about two. I did have two and I love love love them! But...NO WAY in hell was I having more. I can't tell you why, I just didn't want it and there was no way I would have had it even if I had gotten prego a third time. Why…

Girls participating in science experiments? THANKS, OBAMA.

I've just had a public mental breakdown over a spreadsheet and yesterday I got stuck in a new shirt and had to cut myself out of it.

"Waiter! Bread sticks! And there's a small fleck of cheese on this table. Have it cleaned. Chop chop!" Needless to say, the evening went downhill from there.

I remember my uncle got married back when I was like 7 or 8 and we had the reception at a park, it was in the summer, beautiful day and night, well I remember one of my uncles not the married one being cornered in a room where the food was being held by a group of 4 or 5 guys NOT dressed for a wedding or reception,…

Dammit! I missed this one!

Hey, Republicans, you know what we call it when a bunch of fundamentalist religious people try to legislate their beliefs? Sharia.

I want a bill which bans anyone who is not the person having an abortion from having any say about abortion legislation.

The elephant in the room is Eddie's massively impressive penis in sillhouette for a second or two when he's standing naked outside the bathroom asking Augustin if he's ok.

I did 7 rounds of proofing on ours. 7 rounds. Of proofing. Then each one took 20 minutes to put together, WHICH I didn't really mind because I like that shit and I'm a stationery whore.