Hey y’all. There is so much to be angry about this week and so little time.
1. Realize you’re wrong. 2. Double check just to make sure. 3. Dammit.
I DON’T THINK SHE KNOWS HOW TO USE DOORS.
Hey y’all, happy Thanksgiving. Though, I am forced to look extra hard to find anything worth being thankful for in this garbage year.
Purpose: To become familiar with the methods of separating substances in a hug from one another using decantation, extraction, and sublimation techniques. Chemicals Needed: Unknown group hug of sodium chloride, ammonium chloride and silicon dioxide.
Well, don’t You get mad at me because You don’t like the Google Analytic numbers on communion.
Hey y’all. Better buckle up because this week has made it clear that 2016 will not go gentle into that good night.
Sorry, I’d help you cross the street but the Boy Scouts don’t like boys who like boys so you’re on your own.
Economically anxious, Feminist contrarian, Twitter Famous.
Y’all. It has been a bad week.
Hills On Which I Will Die
I Have a Few Quibbles
Every Sci-Fi Term Ever
Vine-gnettes: Ms. Birdsong