It's exhausting, and the addition of accusations of rape on top of all my raping is something I'd rather not have to deal with right now.
This isn't the America we know.
Raleigh, NC —
"I don't want your damn tea! Can't you see what I'm going through?"
"My dad gave me by first shot of whiskey when I was two and teething, but that would be considered child abuse nowadays."
From the minds that brought you Roundup.
“As of midnight on the eve of St. Patrick's Day, we’ve painted the lights in all four-point intersections green to look like shamrocks and bring the luck of the Irish!”