wendykh
wendykh
wendykh

Honestly, if you (1) went to Syracuse, (2) played lacrosse, (3) looked like a douchy frat asshole, and (4) were named "Hayes McGinley," how could you not totally expect to get the Jesus Fucking Christ beat out of you at least once in your life by a guy named Big Jim Whitcomb.

You're just realizing this?

It's seriously a problem with progressives. Is the show perfect, especially in regards to race? No, it's not. Is it beyond criticism? Nope! I think pointing out problematic issues is fine. Is it deserving of some of the REALLY intense articles asserting that it's pure racist garbage? Absolutely not.

Netflix runs a show featuring not one heterosexual cis white male lead? Pick it apart, it had a few uncomfortable moments!

Oh yeah, Sartre! Sorry everyone, we're shutting this blog down because Sartre already happened. It was fun while it lasted.

It sounds like, either way, you run a legitimate risk of ending up exhausted and cleaning up poop. Damned if you do, dammed if you don't.

God, this video x a million.

maybe if we stopped pretending like it's cute to wear someone down, we could then also stop pretending it's not okay to say yes, too. They go hand in hand...empowering people to make decisions they want by respecting and trusting them when they say what those wishes are.

I feel reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally strongly negative about piercing babys' ears. Just because it's become normalized people think it's okay. What if I wanted to get my baby's septum pierced? How many people do you think would think that's fucked up. Piercings are a really personal choice, and plenty of women go

Oooo, also at my sister's wedding, her MIL was pretty tanked by the time toasts rolled around. She claimed to not have known she was to give a toast, and then proceeded to wish them good luck in marriage, although "it hasn't worked out too well for me. Hopefully it goes better for you." (She is twice divorced, and her

at the bachelor party the night previous, my uncle (the best man) placed his drunken best friend, bereft of clothes, on a freight car headed to Alaska.

Most of the groomsmen, my step-sister, Mother Nature, and my father.

My cousin was marrying this horrible bitch to the chagrin of everyone in my family. Everyone threatened to object, yet everyone pussed out (including me). Reception line: total bitch x 10. She was snooty, refused to shake hands or be hugged by anyone, shunned most of our family. When it came time to cut the cake,

I was supposed to have a fancy NYE wedding. A few months before my planned wedding (church reserved, venue deposit paid, dress bought, word of mouth told friends and family to save the date, etc.), my mother disowned my sister, who is my bff, for having a black (or n-word) boyfriend and refused to allow my sister and

Sister-in-law tried to mess things up. She called a few weeks before the wedding and told my wife she could not afford to be MOH. Just like that. My wife tried to talk with her about but SIL wouldn't budge. My wife handled it beautifully. She immediately called my sister, asked if she would be her MOH, Sis said sure.

A bridesmaid and her husband. They apparently decided that the open bar was a perfect place to fall off the wagon together. The husband tried to steal furniture from the reception hall (which was an old mansion) and load it in his truck. He was stopped by several groomsmen who told him all the items were up for

My just new bro-in-law's girlfriend got wasted and tried to fight my just new wife. She got kicked out, he broke up with her. We're all happy.

I vividly remember the only time I went dress shopping (yes, some straight guys have a sense of style/fashion too and I have a thing for wedding dresses) and was a bit surprised when I didn't get kicked out.