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It’s amazing how much strangers seem to care about other people’s kids. We sometimes calls my son Bubba and in saying that in the grocery store, a woman approached me and asked (with much disgust), “What is wrong with you that you’d name your baby Bubba?” A) Not his real name and B) mind your own damn beeswax.

Wow, Jia. Wow.

The real question is...

Is it Pet Smart or Pets Mart?

Okay.

I feel like it’s usually called a “steamer”, if syrup is added it would be a “vanilla steamer” or a “cinnamon steamer”. Honestly, I think babyccino is a much cuter name.

It’s just a regular pillow wearing a belt!

This will never be more depressing than the time potato stood in for muffins and nobody noticed its time in the spotlight:

Jennifer Aniston was replaced in Brad Pitt’s love life and everyone in the world has kept noticing for years and years and years.

There’s no standard, of course, but the same-sex parents I am closest to are my uncles, and they are “Daddy” and “Father.”

Research, hmm? I don’t know if I would call my great-uncle's rambling Facebook posts research.

Do you want a cookie for that comment?

Eh, I’ll stick to my original plan; responsible savings and investments that will one day leave me with enough income to appear on Millionaire Matchmaker. Like a normal person.

I love this. When I worked retail, I hated going in on Thanksgiving. It’s a fun holiday everyone should be able to enjoy. Of course, I’d like the supermarkets to be opened until 10am on Thanksgiving and Christmas, just because I always forget something important. I am a hypocrite, but only asking them to be open for a

Hispanics & Muslims

Hell & Magic

Homosexuality & Multiculturalism

Heresy & Masterbation...

Maybe you did a horrible job?

i’m really, really hoping shit like this becomes popular. i’m pretty bah humbug already, but having christmas shit in stores before halloween is over is fucking ridiculous. i know there are bigger issues in the world but goddamn it the christmas crawl makes me grumpy. i feel like people are bigger assholes around the

H&M stands for “hates mistletoe.”

I tried posting this last week but I don’t think anyone saw it cause I was too late, so...

Actually, I feel much less concerned about my body since I work out. I get sick less too. However, HOWEVER, I’m not a body builder concerned with winning a compitition. Despite all that, if they’re happy and causing no real harm, who cares?