Ask not why there is a dry macaroni noodle down the air return vent in the dining room floor. Yea verily, the answer would only vex thee.

Every time I get behind a dually, the Chaos Goblin part of my brain thinks, “That truck has child-bearing hips.” Can y’all just imagine the niche dating app possibilities? “Hey, sexy. Your rear axle is giving a whole ‘nother meaning to the phrase, “hauling ass.”

“A system cannot fail those it was never built to protect.” – Vann Newkirk Inna Lillahi Wa Inna Ilayhi Raji’un, Marcellus Williams.

I mean, syphilis does have a neurological component, especially in the later stages…

I truly hope everyone who is so hell-bent on legislating homeless, immigrant, transgender, and queer folks out of public existence never need the same resources and community support they're working so hard to take away. Should that day ever come, I hope they receive more grace than they've shown.

It’s spelled “90s Straights” but it’s pronounced “Closeted GenX Bisexuals.”

The question is not “What abortion ban exemptions can the majority agree on in order to pass legislation?” The question is “What right does the state have to decide whether my life, health, or wellbeing is allowed to be saved?” The answer is none.

Trans and queer people would also like a word.

Woah there, cupcake. His Royal Orangeness may have a frankly ridiculous amount of legal immunity for this level of incitement, but you do not. Maybe don’t make it *quite* so obvious that you’re trying to get the Black lady hurt, mmmkay?

The “I’m gonna spread racist lies about immigrants that spark multiple, ongoing bomb threats against schools and hospitals, then I’m gonna say the N-word on a podcast instead of apologizing” crowd would like the “violence has no place in politics” folks to tone down the rhetoric. Yeah…mmkay.