The premise seems limited.

One hundred and seven. I have replaced my son’s glasses roughly 107 times since he got his first pair in grade three. He’s 21 now, and autistic, so he ain’t leaving home or getting a full-time job any time soon (and my heart still isn’t broken, Gwen). I’m pretty sure he’ll be getting pair 108 from me, too.

When they were kids, if one of my sons had needed glasses, my reaction would’ve been more along the lines of, “Well shit I wonder how many times I gonna have to replace these before he gets a full time job of his own.”

There’s actually a meme about how white people fucking look like a chicken

I’m going to be generous and say that sometimes you raise your kids to the best of your ability and they still end up assholes.

Me too!!! I say it wrong on purpose.

Watching pacifist Jimmy Carter just go apeshit on Trump would be immensely gratifying

Doughpends on the speaker.

just wait. it gets worse.

I’ll fight on your side against anyone who doesn’t think apple cider donuts are the best because they are.

Apple cider donuts are the best!

Class of ‘00 here. Couldn’t do anything fun in high school because parents were constantly freaking out about HIV and raves. I’m not going to knock the fashions, though, because the style of everything being intentionally ill-fitting made it easier to fit in with my crappy hand-me-downs and cheap sweaters from Ross.

Nice nice!

I adore sour beers!

My original comment wasn’t completely clear, and not exactly conveying the thought I had in my head. All good :)

Hi everyone! I juiced some watermelon and lime, added it to crystal light lemonade and vodka, and yum!

So agree! But then it seems that “sciencing” things up helps the medical industry keep what can be very emotional issues as business-like as possible. (also easy to code and charge accordingly)

I think the disconnect between your comment and the comments of others is volition - that you’re constructing masturbation as an intentionally sexual act - which for teens and adults, it is. And in that context, your gut reaction that this is wrong/sick makes sense.

Am I the only one who reads "Engagement Chicken" like "Easter Bunny" and imagines a Chicken in a top hat & tails, carrying a blue Tiffany box?