I've been in "husband" boot camp for 32 years. There's no graduation in sight.
My clueless riders, didn't ask and didn't know those things. They just assumed that everyone thinks it's OK to endanger and maybe kill other people who don't look like or sound like you.
My first tamale was "the Charles Barkley" of tamales, "terrible, just terrible."
I thought it was “hot” outside when we had "Thanks-grilling", until the Bear decided we should do a Savage Shrimp Boil in early September.
The fucking Savages started this trend of mini-dogs. The Boy followed and several months ago picked up a 13-pound rat that exhibits dog-like behavior.
Hi, my name is Kieran, and I am a pathetic, hopeless alcoholic -- at least according to the Bear I am.
I was a little kid during the Civil Rights Movement, and somehow I always assumed everyone was getting less racist -- not more.
In June, I made my annual foray to join the LJBTC community. It was a whole family transition -- I took the Bear. Becoming LJBTC was surprisingly easy -- except
Last year, the Bear set up a big family dinner for Father's Day. This year she hosted a giant fucking party for 60-100 people.
MLK was probably a plagiarist -- having stolen much of his PhD dissertation. So I don't feel bad for this -- if you are going to steal, steal from the best.