An abortion.

Oh, did Roseanne talk about being an Asian woman fucking her white husband? I must have missed that one.

Jesus Christ indeed.

There’s also the fact that it simply isn’t true. McCain has talked about this. He’s talked about how the North Vietnamese hung him up from a tree by the hands and wrists with his arms twisted behind him until he gave up the names of the commanding officers in Vietnam. If I recall the story correctly, he gave them the…

Oh god, there’s a team involved..?!

“I would very respectfully encourage the special counsel and his team to bring their work to completion,”

I had consensual sex with the guy who raped me. I didn’t want to admit to myself that the dude I thought was a great guy was a rapist. And I bought his weak excuse, because I wanted to believe he was a great guy. Women don’t want bad guys, we want good guys. We want good guys so much, we’ll try to convince ourselves…

No crafting here, and if there was, I wouldn’t be posting pictures because nothing compares to that beautifully crafted little human <3

Waaaaay different headline had it happened to Beyoncé or Rihanna.

It’s a little-known fact that stovepipe hats were originally designed for diaper storage.

It’s been on the national news in the UK for the last couple of days. He was legally* married but hadn’t done the church ceremony so they managed to complete that in hospital a few hours before he died.

I’m glad that we Americans are finally taking our issues to the streets, but it all just seemed so... hippy dippy? Fun? Not serious? I don’t know how to describe it, but there was no anger or action.

When did feminism start to mean you had to love every woman and never ever say “Gurl, what happened to your face?” without having to take a feminism purity test? Cuz I’m old as fuck and there’s plenty of women I don’t like. Can I still has feminism or is my card revoked?

Why would anyone ever sleep with Don Jr???

My dad said that he didn’t know what 7 years of prison pallor would look like on a man who already looks like the ass end of a cave fish... but that he was excited to find out.

I stopped rubbing them with chicken nuggets before bed, but it didn’t help.

Have you tried switching to a foot cream that’s NOT made from bacon fat?

It’s like working out really hard. You leave knowing you’ve done good work and that you should, theoretically feel at least a sense of accomplishment, but mostly you feel like you’ve been hit by a garbage truck and are unsure if you’ll be able to lift your metaphorical arms you wash your hair in the shower.

I mean, the fact that you almost killed him and he still wants to see you is a pretty dang good sign. Take that confidence and run with it!

(Perhaps “Colostomy Bag?”)