I remember reading an article about a Catholic church (the city escapes me) which was acting as a literal sanctuary for a man facing deportation to Mexico. I can’t remember the exact details of his case, but I believe he was caught due to a speeding ticket or something similarly low level. He had a wife and small…

Just snorted my coffee, alerting my co workers to the idea that I might not be looking at budgets after all. Cheers.

Jesus Mary and Joseph ....(sorry, sometimes words fail me so badly that there is nothing left to do except channel my Irish Catholic grandmother).

The worst part is, I believe she actually DID get a book deal in the end. Married the asshole as well. Sometimes there are no winners.

Anyone else concerned about what Dathan thinks is pleasurable to women if all the vaginas he’s ever encountered are screeching?

Good Christ, it’s only Tuesday - not sure I’ll make it to the weekend with that thought rattling around in my head.

I dislike everything she stands for, and she has definitely made her own bed here, but that gif makes me unbelievably sad for some reason.

This entire conversation between you two really tickled me. I’m having an absolutely appalling day, and this cheered me up slightly - thank you :)

It’s so depressing that “one of the least bad” is as close to a positive statement as we can get with any of these fucking nominations.

The crew of the Enterprise, so good at the head in the hands gesture.

I worked for several years in the Middle East, most of which involved contact with political systems, leadership change, elections, etc. I howled with (somewhat hysterical) laughter the entire way through. God, it’s all true. We’re fucked.

That seems like an overly generous estimate of his brainpower.

Did you see he already swapped out the red curtains in the Oval Office for shiny gold ones? Gold curtains! So tasteful, so refined, very presidential.

Someone who couldn’t procreate shouldn’t get married?! Ah, what in the sweet hell is that nonsense?! Also, people in wheelchairs very much can procreate, ffs, not that it matters. I swear to God, some of the idiots who teach the Catholic faith sometimes make us look even worse than we actually are.

Yes! I love my current mutt to bits. He’s big and he’s silly and he has a fully developed sense of humour. I desperately hope we have him around for another decade. But he’s not my childhood dog, and he’s not my husband’s childhood dogs. I feel it would be a disservice to their memories to think so. (Current 90 pound…

Yeah, learning about NFP is actually what sowed the first seeds of doubt in my teenaged Catholic brain. Like, how is this different than the pill....? It took another five years or so to fully break free, but I distinctly remember reading the pamphlet on NFP as a teen and frowning once I finished pondering.

I want to believe you have made this up so badly that I don’t want to click on that link.

I haven’t had Dippin Dots in at least a decade, but I recall loving them. I don’t get the hate!

Right? I feel it’d be much less stressful if we couldn’t see anything coming.

Moved abroad, and due to some confusion in my medical records, got put on the mini pill by mistake. Bled for almost three months. It was an absolute nightmare. That was four or five years ago, and I still shudder thinking about it.