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You wrote: “[Honest diapers] fit small (my baby was size 2 in Pampers when we tried Honest Co and she needed a 4 in that brand in order to not have constant diaper blow-outs)“

Pushing the unattainable size 00s good and early. :-p

Werner Herzog for president! He’s got my vote

Weighing in to agree with the others here that even for children, the regular Kindle Fire 7 is much better than the kids’ version. Besides being a storage hog, the kids’ version doesn’t play nicely with certain public libraries’ e-book systems, so if you want your kids to read borrowed library ebooks on it, forget it.

Weighing in to agree with the others here that even for children, the regular Kindle Fire 7 is much better than the

OBAMAS DEATH PANELS HERPDERP CONSPIRACY

There is no market for aborted baby organs because there are no aborted babies. A baby, by definition, has been born. Semantics!

Because why be morally outraged over actual living, breathing children when you can be morally outraged over dead foetuses?

Jindal has gutted spending on Louisiana’s Dept. of Children & Family Services: http://www.dailykos.com/story/2014/04/…

You wrote: “In some of Bill’s old sets when he was a newly wed he claimed his wife was Catholic and was raised to believe that a wife had to “submit” to her husband whether she wanted to or not. He then gloated over how he could fuck her anytime or anywhere he wanted and how great marriage was.”

So basically: marital

I know someone who lost a toddler to croup. Poor little one had just been released from hospital and it rebounded. Scary stuff. Glad you made it through.

Dumbass tax.

One jean jacket = rad
Layers upon layers of denim = kinda ew


OMG are we long-lost siblings

No problem at all, it just made me think of how my mother always adds on “woman” or “black” as an unnecessary descriptor.

That is a sad story and thank you for sharing, but I am wondering why you felt it necessary to call her a “woman doctor”...?

Even the littlest dinghy gets cod with its pants down.

Now you’re just trawling.

I would sea myself out, but I can’t echolate the door.

I laughed until I cried, then I cried until I blubbered.

HEE-HAW, HEE-HAW, HEE-HAW