The Renaissance Woman

Seriously, Pinterest has more ass-pinching and boob-squishing than a girls sorority house on a Saturday night.

Disrespecting property rights – LIKE A BOSS!

Wait… The baby’s “prince” is her dad? Sound like Craster’s MO in Game of Thrones.

You are not omnipotent, you are insecure. Learn that context exists and STFU.

So, I recently came to the conclusion that I need to spend some time posting GOOD things I see on Pinterest. This is for my own sanity, and I hope you will appreciate it as a palate cleanser.

I am also going to slightly alter the posting schedule. I will post my usual Pinheaded crap Mon-Fri (2x per day, as usual). On Saturday, I will post one “palate cleanser” and then take Sunday off entirely.

Your palate cleanser for this week:

I fucking love tigers.

As far as the eye can see…

“What is this religious, instagram-ed bullshit?”

“Well now he believes…” *maniacal laugh while gently petting the top of a Pit Bull’s head*

How is this a “man card”? It seems like an anti-man card to me.

Gifts from kids should not combine the words “daddy” and “nuts”.