My dog on a trail.

I can’t write jokes funnier than what JD Vance says as a stream of conscious verbal diarrhea.

Ernie’s the man.

Yet another thing the cult of cruelty has taken from us.

So I filled the dog's stocking today. I'm not leaving it there. I have to hide it again cuz she's already plotting on how to get it behind my back.

Yup

Even when I was a kid, I wondered the purpose behind gendering me. Why did complete strangers need to know if I was a boy or a girl? I'm secure in my she/her pronouns, but I hated it. It's about how you are constantly being scrutinized.

What up, my alcoholics! New excuse to keep drinking dropped.

Humiliated Xmas tree.