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Ah okay. Just as I expected: it was a custody battle. I know there are dudes who sincerely love their kids and want like hell to spend more time with them, but honestly, what I see way way way more often among my divorced friends is dads who blatantly give zero shits about their kids except as ways to control or get

So what’s up with the father here? Are they divorced or what? Because this seems like a superduper dick move.

I’m banned from giving blood forever because I lived in England in the 80s. The year is now 2015, but I am still not allowed to give blood because of Mad Cow. The rules are conservative in the extreme.

#notallwhitepeople?

That’s bananas.

Up until a year ago I was making $15/hour as academic research staff with a Master’s Degree. Like hell I am paying the kid across the street that much. Here in flyover country, $15/hour is actually a living wage for an adult person with a family, not a teenager or someone doing a few hours of casual side-hustle.

Nerdy quibble: The faces in the trees are associated with the Old Gods of the Children of the Forest, not the Seven. Two different faiths.

When we:

I’m on Team Wig for the “natural look” but still. This is not an accident. Whoops, I slipped and became a black woman!

That hair takes effort. She was definitely trying to do something.

“Whole family shady and cray” gets my vote.

Yep, me too. My lunch break is scheduled for 1 PM, so I eat my lunch at my desk at noon. I use the faculty/staff gym which is 2 blocks away. I can get in a 30 minute workout and shower, and fortunately no one in my office is a hardass about getting back from lunch a few minutes late (we’re a pretty fitness-oriented

I’d say that in the cases of Soso, Larry and Alex, they all are written to be terrible and unlikable. That’s sort of the point of them.

I learned this pretty quickly the summer I temped at the sub-prime mortgage lending arm of a bank. This was before the sub-prime lending meltdown occurred, so the bank I was working for was buying up sub-prime loans left, right and center. My job was to go through the paper loan files and check that all the documents

Word. I once forgot to take my headphones to the gym and thought I was going to cry until the front-desk attendant (it’s a tiny employee gym so everyone kind of knows each other including the attendants) took pity and lent me some earbuds that had been left. I do not even care that that might be gross—I wiped them off

It’s a cute book, but I have always been irritated by the fact that it’s a sausage party.

Other things I freely swap pronouns for on the regs:

I see a lot of dads pushing babies where I live, but the economy of my city is mostly higher ed, medicine and tech. Lots of flexible working hours, and as a result lots of dads taking a major role in raising their kids. My husband is a really involved dad and he’s often out and about with our son and he gets way fewer

“Family” is just code for “controlling women.” This is all easily understood from the standpoint of what they really want is all women to be barefoot, pregnant and at home. It’s not about children at all. If kumquats had a magical property that forced women to be occupied staring at a kumquat all day long at home