Pfft, amateurs:

I wish he and John Madden would have a draw-off. PHOTO SUBJECT: Ikea media center, catalogue picture. MEDIUM: Crayola markers. OBJECTIVE: Most comments with at least 40% relevancy. PRIZE: Turducken onesie.

If I had to wear a floor-length gown for whatever reason I would take it as opportunity to secretly wear flat shoes.

I’ve never seen a bigger collection of douchebags. It’s....frightening. If I could choose to become a lesbian, that picture would be what would push me to switch sides.

Not only that, but she used her “awareness” post to peddle her shitty’s husband’s shitty show line. She’s fucking disgusting.

That’s terrible. I’d have my kid trained to jingle the bell by the door so they can go out and poop in the yard with the dogs.

I am attachment parent to three cats. They like to sleep on top of me. Daisy will often wake me up because she * must* sit on my face or squash he face up against mine at 4am or walk across my forehead. Life is good.

If I ever have a kid, forget sleep training, they’ll be crate-trained by 12 weeks.

I’m immensely annoyed by the “I’m so upset by the story, here’s a distraction!” type posts as well. It seems really trendy. Like people need to prove that they are maximum distressed by a story, in a humorous way? It does strike me as a little attention-seeking and I don’t think it brings anything of value to the…

I also find it disgusting and disrespectful that people do this. I’d probably prefer an inane comment about a cake to that idiotic ‘cat carries kitten enough internet for the day’ gif, but every time someone does this I imagine the family of the deceased reading the article and finding someone in the comment section…

It’s the pooptone color of the year

I don’t want to be That Person but it is showing up as camo green for me.

People are always amazed when I say that I don’t have a favorite color. I don’t. I love all colors. Including this poop green (which I’d actually describe as a dark Army green but w/e).

All colors are special.

Your point is an interesting, though uncomfortable one — sorry you’re getting piled on. I usually find myself rolling my eyes at the “Wow that sucks, so here’s a picture of MY PET BUNNY WABBIT!” posts on news about deeply tragic shit. I never respond because I know I’ll get piled on.

I get what you’re saying and also find it odd but it happens a lot here so I think this will fall on deaf ears. I try to imagine a real life conversation about the murder and then someone chiming in with “that’s horrifying, so anyway, let me tell you about this cake I just baked bc it makes me feel better”. In real…

We can all save a lot of time by following these simple steps for processing this latest school shooting:

What's the point of a comment like this? You aren't the only one to do it, sometimes people make it about animals or gifs...but why? If the article bothers you so much that you can't comment on it, then why don't you just not comment? Why try to get attention for your feelings and your cake on an article about someone…

I realized after all her Rebel Heart nonsense that if social media had existed in the 80s, she would have annoyed her way out of a career.

Can someone explain to me how getting married after after committing the sin somehow makes up for it? You make a mistake when you're 14 and then are saddled with a rapist for a husband for the rest of your life? Yes, that is what a loving god would want to happen. Makes sense.

That awkward moment when a horse has a better hair care regimen than you do.