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He said, “I am not guilty. I did not kill Susan Berman.”

I picture ALL these people writing their emails on the toilet.

As a lifelong Dem, I’ve been trying to imagine what it would be like if some nutbar had the Democratic nomination. Would I really be able to bring myself to vote for Marco Rubio or Ted Cruz? Navarro seems like a smart, principled lady, and though I imagine she and I would disagree on a lot of policy, I am giving her

And so fucking transparent. I don’t get how Republicans think they’re these smooth political operators. They remind me of my 4 year old nephew when he thinks he’s being really slick and sneaky and doing stuff behind the adults’ backs and he’s just so damn clumsy and obvious we can’t be bothered to stop him.

Ornisplaining

I was at Penn at the same time as Melker. Donnie was indeed a sad sack of a human being who peed everywhere and assaulted everyone. He belonged to the most rape-y of rape-y fraternities and comfortably communicated with his asshat brothers in the misogynist language of his father and...he just sucked. He really did

I grew up in a fairly small town in the south. Like, a few stoplights small. I’m a Christian as are most people in the area. I’ve since moved away to what I think is a “more progressive” area.

Listen, I’m going to take this as a sign that a long-cursed entity can defeat a racist mascot — and that it can happen twice in one week. Go Hubbies!

Because an adult took her there.

“This one tells us that kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome and bestiality are all just fine, as long as the girl finds love in the end.”

SEE

Hot and sour soup is the best soup for sickness, hands down. It beats chicken noodle by a million miles.

Tomato soup with a side of grilled cheese sandwich

My granny died in December 2014. She lived in the same house with us. Next summer, for almost two weeks, I could see her from the corner of my eyes in and around the house, doing her everyday chores, looking for her cats in the garden, walking around, like she always did. I just mentioned this to my husband nobody

Tears. This makes me miss my Grandma so much

And that checks crying off my list for today.

My Nanna passed several years ago and the winter after she passed I was going through a mild depression. One day I was just thinking about her all day and how much I missed her and I just felt her presence like she was there and concerned about me. My Dog started acting super strange, freaking out and growling at

Beautiful. I’m sure your mom was happy that your son saw her, and that you said you loved her. I think that people “linger” for a little while. When my mother died, I would have dreams where she would come to me as a teenager, which was weird because of course I never knew her then. But I imagine that’s how she saw

Aw, this is actually a nice story, it turns out. Sorry for your loss, but glad your mom came to play with your son one more time.

That’s a sweet story. Hopefully he carries her memories with him always.