When people ask why I believe Trump is a racist and misogynist they usually love to (at least for the racist part) say that he hasn’t explicitly come out and said he is. As if in order to be aracist or misogynist you have to explicitly say “I hate minorities and women!”

I don’t want anyone to get hurt, or have their properties destroyed. With one exception. Mar-a-Lago. I want Irma to wipe that place (assuming it is empty of all humans) off the earth.

I want to start calling men who refer to me as sweetheart, hun, doll, kiddo, etc. as “sonny” or “boy.”

I work in automotive so I hear the “sweethearts” “huns” etc pretty often. It annoys the fuck out of me, but nothing rages me more than “doll” and “kiddo.” Something about kiddo puts me into an immediate and blinding rage.

Great advice, as long as they have actual money. A friend went through something similar, but way worse (he started doing drugs, owed a drug dealer, got fired from his job, while cheating with a coworker and she found out 2 weeks before her due date.) The problem was they were not broke AF so even if she tried to…

On the flip side, they’re charging hundreds a night yet can’t afford to properly compensate their staff?

The numbers of times I’ve watched this. I cannot stop laughing.

Because she capitalizes off the fetishization of black asses being large and full. She’s often credited with making big butts “cool” or “bringing them back” because the decades of non-white performers who had larger behinds are completely ignored.

My family is SUPER fucking fertile, with one exception. My poor cousin desperately wishes for children and can’t have them. I would gladly trade wombs with her because I want zero + negative children.

Never watched True Detective but I’m definitely going to start now.

I just stuck my hand (ACCIDENTALLY) into dogshit so I’m feeling qualified enough to be a Trump economic advisor.

I’m sorry but Schmoke isn’t a real name. This is fake news.

if you use enough hot sauce you can’t feel anything anymore!

My cure is coffee and Aleve.

I once sat my parents down (I was maybe 8?) to inform them I had cancer. I had been waking up to mysterious bruises all over my legs, hips, and sides, and I had learned that a sign of cancer was bruising or something. I let this go on for weeks and weeks and finally got the courage up to talk to them. They laughed SO…

FUCK. I lived in Houston for 5 years and I’m fucking devastated for everyone there. Hang in there.

Some ideas:

No, no, you’re missing the point! This is GOOD for women! When we make less money, we’re more inclined to stay home and get pregnant and raise children. Since that is literally the only thing we are actually capable of doing, it’s what we must do. Our path to equality is by making men our leaders and staying home and…

Well, if there’s one thing I know it’s posting a white lady getting beat up is sure to bring out the racist commenters in full force.

It’s *possible* that an animal got to her and caused some level of dismemberment. I would say it’s extremely very definitely improbable that it happened in a way that removed her head, arms, and legs.