Preach!

We got married last year and my husband took my last name. It’s so freaking awesome. We can weed out a lot of closeted bigots by their reaction, and gain quick friends who think it is awesome too. Such a simple act that speaks volumes about what we value.

I will just leave this here. Along with affluenza sociopath, this story kills my heart. Our fifth rescue baby.

“...Allowing different surnames risks destroying social stability, the maintenance of public order and the basis for social welfare.”

Every time you feel the need to mansplain, eat a donut.

Never trust an Evangelical when he offers to “pull it out.”

Forget the nips, look at these tips! Um, hello, it’s not called a ROMAN manicure...

Married people, can we really trust them?

To be fair, he did try to give her the D, it just got intercepted and taken back for 6.

Worst of all? This was the text:

these dresses are putting the maid in bridesmaid...

Sometimes I let him out in courtyard of my building, but not after dark. After dark he gets brave and I’m afraid someone’s going to take him home or he’s going to get hit by a car.

I hope he’s also lying about running for President.

If you’re really into STEM and hanging out with your mother, is a virginity pledge really necessary?

Obviously, the picture is blurry because it was taken by a professional.

Hillary did not have sex with Ben Ghazi, no.

Twelve Asshats Running

Honestly, it’s one of the most evocative and spot-on Ebony covers I’ve ever seen. As much as I love a well-lit shot of a black celebrity wearing cream and/or white, I hope there is more of this kind of cover to come.

“Because of your distinguished career, you’re going to wind up looking silly if you keep going on like this.”

you forgot to attribute this quote to the state of pennsylvania