The bride wasted that money. You can’t afford it? Invite people over for chips and dip in your Momma’s basement. The ridiculous standards for ever-fancier weddings need to be confronted. They are NOT, in fact, the law of the land.

Damn it, if I must, I must.

Fucking idiot Nancy Lee Grahn was a lot more than unwise in her Twitter tirade.

Which is why pro-choice voters need to become one-issue voters.

Nooooice!

Seriously, if you give her a role as a hooker, you’re implying that people will actually pay to fuck someone who’s not an ingenue.

We had to read the details of this story for Torts class. After that, I respond furiously every time someone brings it up as an example of lawsuits run amok in this country.

Can you explain social media to my Mom? You may have just developed a well-paid consultancy...

Why? Why? Why would you post that tantalizing link when I’m at work and can’t click on it?

Is she naked?

Dear Other “Christians,”

You’ve seen God?

I actually agree with everything you said. It’s part of my own internal conflict about religion. Most of the religious people I grew up around were ex-hippies, raising their children to be good people, joining jazz churches, and engaging in community improvement through their churches.

To answer your question, would it make their petitioning against vaccination any less baseless to me, or any less apparently dangerous to the lives of children in their catchment area? No.

Then (and no sarcasm, srsly) I applaud you. And your friends. Because volunteering is fucking awesome, and I wish more people did it.

Of course! Do you remember him ruefully watching her ass as she walked away? That, young ladies, is how you do that.

So then I take it you’re willing to corral your friends and family to feed the hungry, clothe the naked, and house the homeless? Because some churches do, in fact, accomplish those things and provide a direct means for their members to accomplish those things.

Black don’t crack, baby.

Please, your bitch-ass pretty boy couldn’t carry my boyfriend’s jock with a suitcase.

You: Don’t worry, Mom. Hubby-to-be is a Star Trek fan, and we’re having a naked Betazed wedding. Nobody will be looking at my tats.