Hey Melania, go fuck yourself, you vile fucking dipshit.

When I was a young idiot, I really thought Clonaid was gonna be a thing. I guess I thought it was plausible because I grew up reading a fuckton of scifi and Dolly the Sheep had been born a couple years prior. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I’m so sorry for your loss :'(

Please don’t put words in my mouth.

Hey Brin, kindly go fuck yourself, you out-of-tpuch ass.

I thought it was Dead Aunt Sally?

FUCK THIS GUY SO HARD. I swear to god this lunatic needs to be stopped.

Yup! I live in Pennsylvania & I see loads of them every summer.

Disrespectful to Flounder, to be honest

This is so cute

🎶 Anon is so lonely 🎶
🎶 He’s Mr. Lonely 🎶
🎶 Wishes he had someone 🎶
🎶 To call on the phooooone 🎶

His assistant needs to lose tirty pound in one munt.

Goodbye to Rosie, the queen of Corona

Welp my super catholic mom squeezes her teabags until not a single drop more comes out. It’s awful. I never squeeze a teabag!

Or as my husband’s Southern-ass grandma called it, the “war of northern agression” 🙄

Yup. I voted for this guy and am so beyond disappointed.

Nobody’s going to want to be around you if you’re volatile and hurtful. And “I can’t help it” is a thin excuse. These are things you absolutely could control, you just have to try.

You sound young. Get control of yourself and develop some empathy. And while you’re at it, do something about your internalized misogyny. These two passages ought to create some cognitive dissonance for you:

Women also piss me off more than men do, so I hang out more with them because I feel like they get me and aren’t as bitchy.

I think women should be the best versions of themselves :) [I believe this is why society is so hard on women as a whole]

1. Eyesight is getting worse. It’s hard to read in dim light, and driving at night can be rough.
2. Takes my body longer to recuperate from anything that it doesn’t like - injuries, alcohol, upset stomach.
3. Age spots. I thought they were just freckles but my dermatologist says they’re age spots. I’m only 43!

Aging is funny, because there’s always someone who thinks you’re ancient, and there’s always someone who thinks you’re still super young. I was at a bar a couple weeks ago, and these two dudes were complaining about how old they were getting… so I asked, turns out they were the ripe old age of twenty-eight. Which made me laugh a little, because 28 is still pretty young. And when I told them I was 43 they couldn’t believe it. I guess in my twenties I didn’t have an accurate idea of what people in their forties looked like either. Conversely when I made some comment to my parents about being middle-aged, they laughed at me because “you’re in your forties, you’re not middle-aged!”. So it’s all relative. My dad said something that stuck with me: you may feel like you’re getting older, but when you’re my age (he’s 75) you’ll realize how young you still were, and how much energy you had. And that’s helped me be aware that even though there are some aspects of aging that I really hate, there are plenty of good healthy years left.

I didn’t know you could botox that!

Oh man I hear ya in headlights and dashboard lights. NIght driving is getting to be pretty rough for me.