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For the last several decades, in my home state of North Alabama, known to some as Pennsylvania, at least one of the state GOP Jihadist’s legislators will decide to run this proposal up the flagpole. Employees under eighteen years old should be legally paid LESS than our current $7.25/hr minimum wage. That’s right, for

Long, (white) proud history of excluding categories of people that have significant overlap with Black populations from worker protection and minimum wage law. Agricultural workers and restaurant workers have long been excluded from a number of protections. One guess to the demographic makeup of those workers...

Put out the APB to all bodegas that Senora Rodriguez is banned. No Adobo or sofrito for her in a 20 block radius for being racist.

We all get secret discounts on our orders and no delivery fees. Candace lost that hookup when her cookout invite was revoked, so now she’s mad she can only get deliveries from Denny’s and Cracker Barrel.

And in any situation where someone with privilege (in this case, Zeke, with the even-fewer-teeth than he entered the store with) is abusing people while they work (the two Black cashiers who could not act appropriately in this situation) should prompt those of us NOT in employ of the location to take action and either

The way I-90 goes up through WI can also define this. Well, almost, since it seems that once you get out of Madison or Milwaukee the entire state is red.

“Amen, it’s time we stop dallying with euphemistic language and call racist bitches out for being racist bitches.”

Allow me to introduce you to Upper Michigan, Wisconsin, Vermont, Minnesota...

The white guy is also not wearing a mask, and he’s probably spitting all over, so he deserves it on two counts.

The best part of waking up is IceTeaKO bruh.

Just like the South has the best home cooking, but not the only home cooking, the same can be said of racism. 

The real hero here is the lady who recognized the signs and did her journalistic duty—complete with narration.

I’m not ready to start inviting middle-aged white women to the the cookout yet, but I’ll look the other way if someone wants to run her back a plate.

Well, as my sainted grandmother (RIP) used to say, “Don’t let your mouth write a check your ass can’t cash.”  

If somebody literally requests exactly what happens I can’t see a foul.

White Boy Rick fucked around and found out!

*Puts on David Caruso sunglasses*

I stopped breathing at Vanilla Lice and straight up died at Wacklemore. Good god that was beautiful.

The only, ONLY thing that would have made this better is if he would have caught the can on the flip.

Gee, Dolly. My husband of 43 years just died. I’d give a lot to have him back again. We used to get sick of each other too, but I now see that as a luxury.