I come from a family that hunted for food, not sport, was harsh on us concerning gun safety, and walked the talk by making sure things were locked up when not in use. I defended our “right” to own guns because I grew up in a small town world where nothing like this even happened.

Where does one even begin to comment on such a story as this? It’s really depressing.

Yep. I used to post there for years, but now I'm forever stuck in the grey there.

I fucking love you, Ms. Winter.

Will a Derpy puppy work?

My hair is half wavy/curly half straight. This makes me constantly look like I just escaped from the humid rain forests of South America, surviving on bugs. Thanks, genetics.

Or she's a typical sadistic anti-vaxxer.

“I no longer drink cow’s milk. I’ve grown to appreciate country music. And I used to be a person who was never going to have a child, but I am now the deeply smitten steward of a 5-year-old girl.”

I’ll give you BBQ. I’m flexible.

Where I live, there’s no excuse to eat fast food. None. We have a great mix of cultures here that show how to do food correctly. I thank them daily for their contributions to America.

This country has sucky food, that’s why people get too excited about things like Pho. We have to rely on foods of other cultures to survive.

Let us pray to our ganja God, Chester Cheetah who resides on The Mountain of Dew, for providing us with his heavenly plant that helps us deal with our daily hell on this planet.

Moana is fucking adorable and my girl will be nuts for her, as will her friends. The new Elsa in their lives.

My grandma knows what this is. We’re from Michigan. She called it “Great Depression dinners”.

This is EXACTLY what I want, but hairdressers say it won't work on me.

http://youtu.be/7d7fYlV93Es

I never blotted, but I have had to wipe off sauce because there was way too much. I loathe a pizza drowned in too much pizza sauce.

Coby is my parent’s lab. He’s 15 years old now. He caused a two year family argument because of his appetite. My mom made my dad dinner for him to come home to. She left it on the stove in the baking pan covered in tin foil. When he got home, it was gone. He woke all of us up to find out who ate his dinner (he was…

And you can have sex without feeling like two licked Jolly Ranchers.

I'm not playing your game.