As of today, I finally understand myself: I am a panda in a dress, top hat, and sneakers, drinking a margarita.
Wait till they get their hands on the first dude to tweet “IADMACTAAGI.”
The bell, book, and candle are used to damn people to hell. What are they doing together? What’s going on?
What to do if you’re a dude who does not want to be a noisy baby about #YesAllWomen? I’m glad you asked.
When I was in high school, my mother refused to listen to me if I ended my sentences by trailing off into a questioning up-note.