Maybe it was the blinking red light in the teddy bear’s eye on the mantle that tipped him off.

Greasy abs are an excellent antidote. Gracias!

We are not above violent defense of our values. Loose change sock bashers welcome.

Still reading but already tearing up at her courage and I wish I could give her a big high five or a hug or a fist bump or a nod to say we’re with you girl.

We accept any weaponized shit with open arms.

I’m gonna donate all over that lawn.

Jesus wept. I will send all my litter box and bathroom trash to your 501c3 immediately.

Damn you sound like an amazon queen yourself! It’s well past time to have a modern archetype that represents women in their full capacity. I’m so glad it’s proving to be a successful commercial enterprise as well. Hopefully that means we get more!!!

Is there such a thing as an aftermarket ethical compass? It appears parents are opting out of this feature.

Let’s throw the whole mess into the back of a blazing hot El Camino and call it a day??

I’m announcing the founding of My Dad Thinks Gays Are Bad and Trump is Good Foundation. Please donate your used cars and old socks full of horse shit so I can lob them at his face.

I’m trying to make sense of this in the context of adolescent rites of passage across cultures. For boys it’s usually related to the hunt, and to the ancestors who appear to scare the bejesus out of them, or related to sex, and its opposite, death. For girls, it seems to revolve around menses and fertility, which…

From the perspective of a somewhat educated anthropologist, comics, Star Trek and Star Wars are all just pieces of modern mythology. It’s not surprising that American culture would relegate women to the sidelines in telling our contemporary hero stories, since men dominated the fuck out of abrahamic religion. We can…

It’s red hot. ;)

Dreaming of a time when the woman qualification doesn’t have to be made. Why would anyone think we WANT to use it??

Complimentary coal miner head lamps for navigating the halls for clandestine pussy grabbing.

I was thinking two fried chicken patties embracing a severed bald eagle head slathered with donkey sauce served in a leather tool belt.

This is satire right? Wtf? What? Fucking what?

Shake n bake!

Oy. That is meta-meta anxiety. To the Xanax!!