I feel like you had something useful to say. Then you flooded it with stupid.

Wegmans.

Wegmans.

I can believe this. He probably doesn’t remember because it wasn’t a big deal to him. I think many men don’t remember bad things they do to women.

At this point I think we can call this “Classic” Avenatti.  Threaten something damning.  Give them a chance to clear the air (or more likely hang themselves.)  Then swing the hammer.

I don’t post much here, but holy fuck have I been grateful that this site’s been here during this most recent episode of horrific bullshit. I feel like I’m coming to the end of my rope with this shit. Long ass personal story time: As a kid I was abused by my father (physically, verbally/emotionally) and by my mother…

Plastic Croissant is a pathetic cumstain who's scared of girls. 

“Unless there’s something more, no, I’m not going to ruin Judge Kavanaugh’s life over this”

This is going to get to him bigly.  She could have written that his presidency is the worst thing to happen to America since 9/11.  She could have written that his wife is hideous looking and braindead.  She could have written that he is a grade-A asshole and dumber than a nutless squirrel.  She could have called his…

My friends all felt bad for me at my 15th birthday because I didn’t have a boyfriend and they were all dating guys from this big extended family. So they set me up with this guy friend of theirs that night. We sat on the tailgate and held hands (and when I got some drunken courage I leaned in to kiss him and he fell…

Not particularly exciting, but after a year and a half of on again, off again, but mostly on again and definitely on at the time - he started something with my best friend. I found out afterward. He did that thing where he just became a total dick so I’d dump him because he was too chicken. This was shortly before…

During the first two weeks of 7th grade I dated the “mysterious new kid” at school. He dumped me because I told him he looked like Doogie Houser, MD (he did). He had an obscenely large house for our small town. I know now that’s because his dad is the co-founder of one of the largest for profit prisons in the country.…

For a party that tries so desperately to come off as a tough guy, it acts like the biggest pansy the world has ever seen. The GOP is the party of fear.  Fear of the other, fear of irrelevancy, fear of change, fear of being seen as weak, fear of everything that goes bump in the night...  No amount of tough talk is…

I’m going to violently celebrate if we win the midterms, which is to say, I’ll have two scotches. Truly, us progressives are history’s greatest monsters.

I work with engineers. This statement is somehow even truer than you know, lol. 

Especially 4 u.

My best friend was a foster home for a Siamese cat rescue, and she came up with all kinds of “punny” people names for them. The two I remember most are Kate Spayed and Bill Clinton, so named because of his habit of flinging himself on women. Heh. She also had a white cat with odd eyes like the one in the pic named…

I have two Siamese cats (meezers, if you’re nasty). Pavi is sturdily-built, with broad shoulders and a giant football head, and Pix is a slim-build applehead who I wish would gain 4 pounds. In true meezer form, they both have a lot of opinions that they share loudly when I am on conference calls.

The brothers are the only reason I survived the election.  Photo evidence that they love life:

Omgggg I also have a tortoise shell Maine coon!!!!!

Obligatory “my cat’s name is...” post: