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Prison guards and the prison system are wholly responsible for ANY and ALL violence that occurs in the facilities they are running.

This is one of the reasons why we are a Third World Banana Republic.

I was going through my clothes the other day to donate stuff I don’t wear when I came across, for the millionth time, a black Baby Phat baby tee with the cat in gold across the front. It doesn’t fit me, probably never will, and is ridiculously out of style, but still, for the millionth time I folded it up and put it

You know, you could have saved time by just saying, “I didn’t read this shit but I’m big mad at women.”

I was all ready to say something snarky in the comments until I saw that the dude is a Vietnam vet and the restaurant is his comfort and now I’m like “man, whatever gets you through.”

Pregnancy is a potential consequence of sex. If a man isn’t prepared to accept that his sexual partner may choose an abortion, he shouldn’t have sex.

While I agree that this game is disgusting, the whole point of the concept of free expression is that you and I don’t get to decide whether or not what someone else produces is too disgusting to be allowed on the market.

An independent developer called Desk Lamp says it has spent over two years working on a game called Rape Day.

She’s a gossip monger who got a show because she has an audience that likes gossip.

I hope she ends up aging like one too.

Name-puns are the lowest form of humor, but...

Omar is not a stupid person, and she has to know anytime you start talking about fears of “allegiance” to Israel or dual allegiance, folks are going to point out that this was the language to stoke fears of Jewish politicians for years.

I need you all to know that it’s snowing in New York and I’m in a tropical paradise in Puerto Rico for a long weekend by myself because #treatyoself.  Splurged in a great hotel, got upgraded at check-in, watched sunset on the beach with a mojito, currently on a date with myself at a fancy restaurant. Once you get

I had a baby! His name is Edward Douglas and he was born the day after Valentine’s Day. He’s pretty much the love of my life even though I’m breastfeeding like 8 hours a day and I’m stupid tired. I was really scared about post-partum depression because I am higher risk for it (my mom had it, I have had prior bouts of

Insanity defense: Her hunger for crab legs made Chequita bananas.

Having gotten stuck taking off the sports bra I keep for emergencies as recently as last week, I feel so seen. 

Rock Hill schools has announced a new initiative, their statement:

Rough week, wanted to share my experience of something that happened that really frustrated me. Spending the evening cuddling with my pup to forget about it.

if the husband i don’t have ever said the words “aren’t you supposed to be on a diet” to me, i think my response would be to serve him his fucking divorce papers smeared with chocolate from my cakey hands.