I've got no evidence to prove it, but I'm convinced I almost crushed a woman just to support the patriarchy.
It had been a long day and a half in a crowded room listening to stories about work while not getting any work done. I couldn't wait to head over to Hooters. It had been built in our imaginations like a combination of Camelot and Plato's Retreat. It was the first Hooters in the state -- newly opened in downtown Phoenix.
Let's start this rant on a topic no one wants to discuss: Abortion and fucking religion. (This is why I only get invited to Savage dinner parties -- nobody wants to listen to this bullshit). Specifically, I'm talking about the Christian fucking religion.
The Bear and I inherited a grand-dog -- 12 pounds of a manipulating mutt -- and now it seems we can't go to dinner without her.
We were at the Bear's second cousin's wedding in New Mexico when it happened. I drank too much, and said something I thought was funny...
Despite dropping rates of violent crime, Americans are ever more paranoid. The news keeps telling us about murders, home invasions and car jackings... So people adopt this mental defensive crouch like we are Bruce Lee in Enter the Dragon. But actual crime rates have been dropping since the 1960's.
I always thought "comfort animals" were bullshit --until I saw one last week in San Francisco. Going through airport security is stressful enough, but the lady in front of me was losing her shit.
You know what is missing from the Bible? Apologies. According to the google the only thing the fictional god of the bible ever apologized for: creating man.
No one wants to pay taxes, not businesses, not people... but I say we start with those buildings with a steeple. That's right, tax the god damn churches.
It started with Body Shaming by Kate, then her husband Andy and her friend What's Her Name shamed my face. What could be fucking be left to make fun of? My skin.