Fuck yeah, we can judge Don.
Based on what DON put out.

And we will.
Trust.


ETA: On that note and because it's Festivus, I'm gonna air a grievance.
I didn't come here for about three weeks because of shit like this.
I get it.
It hurts some souls to read some of the stuff that's written here.
Hell, some of it hurts mine, like when someone hopes Jen suffers (written in all caps) for the rest of her life.
But what I don't do is tell people what to post.
If I don't like it, I scroll right on by.
And if I really, really don't like it, I leave for a while and wallow in some ME time.
But this forum...and the one before it...and the one before that...were created for us to vent.
And we don't all vent in the same way.
Yes, some assholes copy and paste the stuff we say here and that's how shit gets back to Jen.
She doesn't read here.
She doesn't have to.
Because....assholes.
But I'm pretty much going to say any damn thing I want about those who have freely put themselves online.
I'm going to say it all here.
It feels GOOD to say it.
And some people (seems to be fewer and fewer) crack me right up.
And I appreciate the laughter.
And have for a decade or so

So, I might suggest if you have a problem with things that are said here based on what we have seen over that decade or so you do one of two things:
1. Learn more about Don and Jen and Gravy and Jill and Poopsie and the Melissas and join in
2. Stay off the forum so as not to get your feelings hurt.

I think the bar is so low right now that if Jen even just ran a comb through her hair and managed to upload something (ANYTHING) on a Tuesday and Friday, the Bakery would throw her an online parade.

Yes Don is ugly inside. I would never date him. That is the stuff he said out loud. People like him think much worse. But hey look at at the serial killers in America who have ladies wanting to date them.

But you gotta admit, he's SO EASY. You could shop as much as you want and he wouldn't care. He would take you on trips and to expensive restaurants. Tiffany would be on your speed dial and someone would come weekly to clean your house and mow your ample lawn. He certainly doesn't seem to be interested in intellectual discourse or challenge of any kind, so there would be no need to 'stay interesting and keep him on his toes'. You'd pretty much do as you please while reaping the great monetary and material rewards of being a breathing female companion. He seems to require nothing but a pulse and some occasional baby talk.

On the other hand, you WOULD have to sleep with him. So, yeah, never mind - just scratch what I said.

She also owned a million combs. She owns a hair dryer, shampoo, and makeup too but rarely uses any of it.

The woman desperately needs a makeover- even if it is by a 4 year old.