FUCK THEM!

You just reminded me of the time my sister and I saw a chicken in our backyard. Apparently, a neighbor from another street had chickens who liked going adventures!

Da fuque?!

That lucky bastard! I work between 36-48 hours a week!

I’d have the perfect ponytail or bun if I had that machine! Sadly, I have to use my hands and a hairbrush like a cavewoman.

They raped that poor woman! LOCK THEM UP!

My mom is scared to use anything that has touched my mouth!

UNPOPULAR OPINION:

I’ve been saying the same thing for years! I may not smoke, but I’m not going to throw a hissy fit if a smoker is receiving cancer treatments through my insurance company.

I’d rather be married in an alleyway next to a rancid dumpster!

In other words pee-water.

Amen! What these people call “political correctness” was called manners in my family.

And our water!

When my Meme began to lose her mind (she had alziemers), she would tell us about Dr. Oz’s advice reguarding diet and weightloss. My mom who struggled with her weight for years had to explain to her why Oz was full of shit. Poor Meme.

It’s a good thing.

Jesus Christ, you sound like me with my zebra print bedding, curtains, and chairs!

YES! I still live with my mom and her husband, and all the miscellaneous “crap” they have on the shelves in the computer/reptile room has significant sentimental value!

I genuinely miss being a nude model for art classes.

Before my mom resigned from her job due to health issues, I was/is greatful for the ACA. Without it, I would not have been insured and would have to pay out of pocket for my Skyla and Mirena!

Dafuk?!