
Children are just as excited for Mother’s Day as moms are. It’s the one day a year a mom can sleep in — i.e. the one day a year when kids won’t have to deal with their moms waking up in a bitchy mood.


At a diner, the question that sends shivers down my spine is “which dressing would you like?” And of course the asshole I’m always with asks “what do you have?” Really? It’s the same as every other diner since the beginning of time. The nice Greek man will always respond “Blue Cheese, Thousand Island, French, Oil and Vinegar or Ranch. Quite the selection Socrates. And it’s always they always pick Ranch.

Yes, you read that right. No, Wendy Williams is not coming out with a line of frozen fried chicken (I wish). It’s just that few years ago, I saw Wendy Williams say on her talk show that she would not eat fried chicken on TV because of all the stereotypes associated with black people and fried chicken. Apparently being sassy, gossiping, yelling at her studio audience and wearing wigs and weaves on TV does not bother her, but a piece of fried poultry? That’s off limits!


This isn’t true, it’s cheaper than liposuction
Ben Kaufman and his Weight Loss Secret – Quirky


Nothing says, “Hi, I hate your guts” like these cookies. They look beautiful, are perfectly cooked, sweet, crispy and taste like shit. I love giving these to people I hate. Sometimes I bring in a batch to work and leave them in the kitchen.












