Old Man Jones

My new nickname for the poet who lives in the basement.

Stuff On Chuck

“When I tried to write happy / Yo I knew I lied, I lived a life of crime / Why play ya blind?”

These furry children of ours

Let me tell you a story about a dog named Chuck.

Totes jealous

When he heard this news he took a huge shit right next to my bedroom door.

Hashtag Kelly

She is so going to regret having ever sent me this photo.

A candid moment in Zanzibar

“These women are not only the caretakers, they are often the teachers, the health care providers, the community leaders.”

I won’t even get you started on his cuticles

Your angry email should have the words “dew claws” somewhere in the subject.

More from MWEDO

He should be glad that I didn’t buy any nipple rings during my travels.

Brother from another mother

If Mormons did genealogy on dogs they’d trace Chuck back to Tanzania. And then have him baptized in the name of his ancestors.

All the way from the north-central area of Tanzania

He knew this would happen when he saw what I’d brought the girls from Africa.