It’s probably never going to be “the right time”. Don’t keep putting it off.

She doesn’t get to tell you how you feel, so if and when she argues with your feelings, do not engage. There is no argument. You don’t have to convince her that you deserve to feel that way. Just say how you feel again.

I’ve removed a ton of noise from my feed by blocking only a handful of people.

As a regular person living in the US, I think you’d be delusional to think that you can do anything about it.

We HAVE to bring politics into it, because IT IS politics.

This might actually be more true than it seems.

I just popped in to laugh at everybody who’s downvoting and posting angry comments before actually understanding the context.

Come on people, settle down. You’re making us all look bad.

They said struggle, not living in a nightmare!

I’m here regardless of the words you choose. I didn’t draw the diagram, and I know you didn’t either, and that looks like a child.

Are these instructions on grooming a little girl?

Why is that?

Ever stop to wonder who decided that sexuality was “political”?

Sim City is a political game, because you’re the goddamn mayor.

Please explain to me how and why my genitals should have ANYTHING to do with politics.

Fair question, and it sounds like something I would ask, so I must oblige!

I originally intended to include an extra word somewhere, but I changed my mind and sent it as is. So, kind of? But not really.

I’m pretty close to Ohio.

I’m with you on cops and doctors.

But, I’ll disagree with teachers. I’m sorry that you never had a good experience with one, but I know of quite a few that are truly in it to help the students. There’s shit heads in every occupation, but I wouldn’t group teachers with people in the legal or medical systems.

When I notice the error, I think I’m pretty good at it

When I don’t notice the error, I have no reason to think I’m not good at it.

It’s impossible to get an objective answer here, because everyone is going to think they are better than they really are.

Looking at YOU, Gearbox!

The dark origin story of Jimidi Toilet.

Where I vote, I sign a book next to my name, enter everything on a computer, which prints out a ballot. I can review what it says, and then I put it into the scanner which shows that the vote count has increased by one.

The process leaves my “footprints” all over the system. It would be much harder to say I didn’t vote in this way, than if my mail-in ballot “got lost in the mail.”

Go with your gut.

I was in Nashville for a business trip, and I was trying to figure out where I could get a pack of smokes. I see an old security guard smoking, so I figure he might have an idea. He ended up giving me and my wife a smoke to “hold us over till then”, and then started talking about the yearly floods, and how Magic Johnson bought this building and how he got his unusual name. ( Which is honest to God on his birth certificate)

I will never forget you, Tiny.

Honestly, I challenge anyone to come up with a better slogan for the Gay Desperado.