This is my new dream beginning today.

That’s amazing. Little Hillary, defender of baby rabbits.

I double and triple-checked my ballot before I turned it in and I, too, got overwhelmed. I voted for Clinton in the primary but this was different today. I’ve never had the chance to vote for a woman for President and it really, honestly meant something to me. It was both simultaneously normal and unbelievably crazy…

“Call me Ms. Rodham if you nasty.”

That is adorable. I’m picturing a baby Hillary doing this.

We voted early. My 12-year old daughter hit the final button for me. (She hit it for Obama four and eight years ago, too. My son got to vote himself this time around and yeah, he voted for Hillary.)

My daughter turned 18 this summer. Today we go vote together for HRC. I don’t care if it sounds corny or overwrought to say it, but it means so much to me. I’m feeling all of the overwhelming feels.

Gonna leave this here.

I’d fucking scream like a 60s Beatle fan

At that point she should pick up the entire podium and drop it.

The baby-kissing approach is no guarantor of a promising political career. Harambe tried that, and now he’s stuck in a dead-end write-in campaign.

This isn’t going to happen but I still hope in her acceptance speech as she wins she’ll just be like “Oh btw, everyone call me ‘President Rodham’ kthxbai.”

I love that we are finally understanding who she is and what she has been through.

But on the bright side, at least he gave us sports and, uh...sports to distract us from the sex and love and intimacy and basic human partnership we don’t ever get to experience!

I’m often overcome with the desire to chose between the P or the V when I’m overwhelmed by the menu at a KFC.

I used to be happy, but now I’m misrable, just like god intended

Well, you know, “Heavenly Father” wouldn’t give these “trials” to people unless he thought they were “strong enough.” Or had a “lesson to learn.”Or would allow others to receive “blessings” by “ministering” to them. Or these people “chose” their “affliction” in the “pre-existence.” Or some shit.

NPH is happily married with two adorable kids, exactly the thing that mormons are against. They want their gays to be forever alone and miserable

Nothing past Neil Patrick Harris. If you hit Rip Taylor you’ve gone too far.

“Okay, so on a scale of Rock Hudson to Liberace...”