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

I’ve loved seeing women on the left embrace this story!

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.

I burnt my hand this morning and spilled coffee all over my car, so I hope that is not a sign for things to come. Oh also my polling place did not have any ‘I voted’ stickers. I am trying to stay positive, though. I voted for a woman today, dammit!

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.”

Similarly, the left dubbed Sarah Palin “Caribou Barbie,” leading to an entire year where I began every other sentence with the qualifier, “don’t make me defend Sarah Palin.”

Etching all those straight lines for spreadsheets on the cave walls was such a pain in the ass until the straight-edge was invented. Of course, circulating said spreadsheets was even more difficult...

YES!

OK, so for some male perspective: I played basketball & track in H.S., and BBall in college. I seem to recall the occasional “hey, did you catch so-and-so on the women’s team? She’s really hot. Damn right she is. Know if she’s available?”

“We don’t want the school to find this, without us first bringing it to them,” noting that the issue “with the Men’s Soccer team was they tried to hide their stuff.”

I love Solange’s dance moves because she always does look a bit awkward but she doesn’t give a fuck and it’s charming.

I look forward to Mike Pence chuckling softly as he shakes his head, then staring directly into a camera and denying this happened.

QUELLE HORREUR.

I sang in the D.A.R.E. choir.

When I was in second grade my friends and I made up a club called Save the Animals. We made flyers with assorted conservation and recycling tips and then xeroxed tons of copies and passed them out door to door. Also, we spent a long time gathering together crickets and putting them in a hole before winter for reasons…

KONY 2012

Has there ever been a good analogy/metaphor that was defended by “I knew you wouldn’t get it”?