I heard a delightful story from Rob W this week during which he recounted how he chose to wear a kilt to a knee exam (the practical sort, obviously). Later that day he attended a Religious Education meeting (during which people apparently said nice things about me… which was pleasant to learn) and found to his amusement that he was the only one there wearing a skirt. Smashing the patriarchy can be a subtle proposition sometimes.
Chuck Wendig on Men’s Rights Activists… “a great deal of misspellings and dogshit grammar and the reading comprehension of an aging, mule-kicked spider monkey.”
bwa ha ha
