East Side Madison moms would be rounded up in a dragnet if they were black. It’s pretty par for the course to let your two year old get comfortable building dirt castles in the street as you practice your mindfulness half a mile away.

Clover is all kinds of lame here but don’t bring us fatties into it. We get shit on enough, thanks. The commentariat in any article about “plus size” anything is filled with women waiting for an opportunity to bag on allll that delicious Plus Size Privelege we enjoy as we eat ourselves into an early grave and overtax…

Went here with the kiddos for the first week of summer camp. Four weeks later I woke up, drenched in sweat, still seeing children hurtling towards me on a monstrous wave. I fail to understand how Poseidon’s Rage has not been shut down permanently. Additionally, seeing the theme parks representation of Hades made me…

Every song that feels the need to reference weed just becomes white noise once they've passed that threshold. It's just LCD stuff.

When does the Ping Pong ball come back to the side of the Kardashian Truthers who are genuinely nauseated by strings of names beginning with “K”? They represent a dreadful legacy of genetically selected idiot brood mares. I rarely get het up about this anymore because I do what I can at a grassroots level to make sure…

At 39, frequency of sex havin’ has been the most effective barometer of my romantic relationships. But, then again, I’ve never known “appointment” sex, that just seems dirty. And not in a good, “Now I’ll sleep really well” kind of way.

The only bride I ever related to. Well, that and the one in Disney’s Haunted Mansion that terrified me beyond reason as a wee one. Weddings seem so bloody morbid to me.

Yes, except anyone within 30 miles of Moundhouse and Co. knows Dennis would gladly ban Chiang Kai-Shek if he thought the world would give two shits about him.

229 stars for A Grumpy Cat post. Burn the thread.

I flew to L.A. and went to the store from The Craft, now remember to give me credit when the news breaks ;)

My hero.

Nicole Curtis- yes! Total Wonder Woman..

None of these examples seem to illustrate *my* idea of an extreme or outlandish response. They're really... Bland.

I love my new home state but honestly, what the FUCK? How many cretins must turn out to elect Satan’s stupid stepson? And are they hiding in the picturesque barns and state parks I visit each weekend? Where ARE they? The North Woods? I feel like Bugs Bunny simulataneously avoiding Elmer Fudd and keeping a credulous…

I think I fall on the morally sane side of this issue but, by god, I think of all the years I spent watching full lunches being thrown into trashcans in favor of smuggled Takis, gummies and Doritos and I feel ill.

I just don't feel sorry for anyone. The Tilted Kilt is a fucking joke and this woman is sad her body didn't meet their lofty standards? Yikes.

Love him! He drew my dog in my book.

This was my exact response, as well.

I listen to Kanye now as surreptitiously as I listened to Milli Vanilli then. I don’t want to be associated with that amount of unchecked ego. He’s Doctor Livingstone and this is Flatland. Astoundingly I feel no need to defend the Jenner girls, they have the ego equivalent of Immortan Joe’s guitarist, convincing them…

*Yawn*