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Cake day: January 5th, 2026

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  • The version of the Little Einsteins theme song i would sing in middle school and high-school everytime we went on a field trip on a school bus

    We’re going on a trip, in our favorite piece of shit! Doin’ 95, we’ll probably fucking die!

    The teachers hated it but a bunch of the other kids thought it was funny and would sing along

    But really though, have you ever ridden on the highway in a schoolbus during a fieldtrip? This is absolutely what it felt like, that you were going 95 mph with no seatbelts and you were gonna die
















  • I was 18 years old at the time this happened

    I was walking downtown, and this older white wman (he looked like he was in his forties) was walking towards me and said to me “Hey, you’re pretty cute for a little n***er girl”. (I’m Black you can fill in the blanks I’m sure) and he tried to touch me

    And that made me so mad, I felt my face get hot, and i just kicked him in the groins and punched him in the face as hard as I could and then ran away from him fast as I could.


  • Technically, this has less to do with me and more to do with my mother.

    When my mother was pregnant with me, she didn’t even know she was pregnant until 7 months into the pregnancy.

    I know what you’re probably thinking: “How did my mom not realize she was pregnant for that long?”, because I wondered this too.

    But apparently, according to my mom, I was not growing in her stomach, I somehow moved and was laying flat in her back, so she really didn’t notice any significant weight gain.

    So when she scheduled a visit to the doctor, because she was feeling oddly sick, the doctor had her do an X-ray/sonogram, and the nurse came in with the results and said to my mom: “We figured out the issue; Congratulations, you’re pregnant with twins!”

    “What?? TWINS‽” My mother exclaimed in confusion, “No, that can’t be right. I can’t take care of twins right now!”

    And the nurse said “but ma’am, the results show two babies, look!” And my mom told me sure enough, there were two babies in the pictures.

    This was in December 2003. In February 2004, I was born.

    Just me though. My twin didn’t make it: the womb absorbed them. Apparently the technical term for that is Vanishing Twin Syndrome.

    But hey, it worked out perfectly: my mom told the doctors when she was about to give birth “I am only leaving out of here with one baby!” and she got her wish.