Donald Trump thinks a “high risk pool” is when there’s a black person swimming at Mar-A-Lago.

With the look on her face of “I’m sick of your shit and your father-husband’s shit.”

This is a beta-test for Ivanka’s national child-care program

I spent 13 years on active duty (2x Iraq, 1x Afghanistan), and got out last year. Seeing pictures of Fifth Avenue fuckwits like this playing war tourist eliminates any regret I have about not staying in longer - and makes me feel awful for my friends still in.

Yaaay she’s back! when she tours, I’m not gonna miss her this time

So here for this. One of my absolute favorite concerts was when she came to our tiny dive lesbian bar and did two ssets in a row with teagan and sarah opening. We were there for both sets three feet from ten. It was amazing!

She is awesome. PERIOD.

I mean, the very idea of having a separate high-risk pool basically expresses a total lack of awareness about the most basic concept of insurance in the first place. It’s madness.

I am covered under Obamacare and was diagnosed, finally at twenty six, as ADD. I am taking a medication which has no generic. I must have this medication especially considering I finally understand why I have never felt any kind of psychological integrity. You and I can’t survive without our meds!

Combine this with the fact that they’re gutting mental health care, and I am seriously sitting here at my desk nearly in tears. I am getting by on the local free clinic for my mood stabilizer and antidepressant (the latter costs $2000 a month without insurance), and they have limited therapy as well, but if that ends…

I assume a kid doing the chores is going to be like delegating a job to my coworkers: providing them with copious instructions, answering questions along the way, and then having to redo most of it myself after they finish.

I never experienced Sneaking Out After Midnight, because I was a Good Kid™ (aka a kid with a guilt complex), and I was never a Picky Eater because I love food. Do I vote at all? Or do I vote based on what a Cool Teen™ would do? Do I even know the answer to the last one, because I clearly was never a Cool Teen.

Wow, the “Not Voting and Not Caring” contingent needs to make themselves known so we can fucking stone y’all

This post is satire by humor writer Alexandra Petri

My childhood was constrictive with strict parents that never let me go anywhere, forced me to do things I didn’t want to do, and shamed me constantly for not measuring up to other kids and their accomplishments. Adulthood wins by a MILE. Bonus: you’re not fucking broke all the time.

The real loser to both of those is being a teenager.

Same. My long standing relationship with Modcloth is officially over.

Such a huge bummer. As a plus-size clothes wearer, Modcloth has been of my go to’s because they have such cute products. I won’t continue to shop there if they’re owned by Walmart, though. I refuse to support a company that treats its employees so badly.

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-genous That We Look a Lot the Same.’

“Only if the cats do not have any anti-capitalist leanings, Dave”