The Harrisburg Senators are a minor league team that hails from Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. They’re the Double-A affiliate of the Washington Nationals, which is about as close to real power as they get. Ethel really wanted to make sure people knew her stance on the matter, so she tweeted this same all-caps screed about preventing voter fraud to everybody she came across on Twitter.
Well, as long as there’s only one noisy weirdo during election season on that platform, that’s all right. (Checks Twitter) Oh noo…….. Truth be told, in this day an age, any organization sporting the red, white and blue can be misleading for any random spectator.
The Things We Do for Food
You have to give it to Grandma for always keeping it real. Sure, she might be dangerously walking the line between candid and inappropriate, but she’s out there asking the right questions, ok? Everything about this is chaotic – the abrupt comment, her profile picture that appears to be an upside-down American flag, and the disturbing fact that Harold seems to have been buried alive!
Grandma NEEDS to know the recipe. She’s thought about it far too often and for too long now. It’s so urgent that she typed “potota” instead of “potato.” Was it paprika or cumin, Diane? How were those potatoes so creamy, Diane? We’re sorry Grandma, but we're sure Diane’s taken the recipe to her grave.
Keeping Up with Grandma
Before Facebook began asking us what was on our minds, there was always Grandma. She’s among the first people we run to with news of any kind. And this is a two-way street. Grandma is as eager to share, and her skills have reached the ultimate level since joining Facebook. You can try to keep proposal plans under wraps.
But as soon as Grandma catches wind of them, you can bet there will be comments everywhere on your Facebook page. Bless her heart, she just wants you to be in the loop, but sometimes her excitement can get the best of her. Grandma probably has more Facebook friends than you. You can count on her for everything, even spreading the word far and wide! Especially that!
Mom, Did You Kill Jenny's Cat?
We are pretty sure that Tramp is another, different cat that was owned by someone in the family. Or some other pet. And then Mom drops a sneaky side-eye emoji that makes us think she had a little more to do with the cat's death than she is letting on.
We do not even know what she could be TRYING to communicate with that sort of emoji. Was she looking at new cats to get Jenny? Is that supposed to be a sad face? Did Mom not like the cat, and is glad it's gone? There are too many options.
Yes, that picture would certainly fulfill the criteria of teaching counting and giving a child nightmares, but look closer. This sculpture(?) doesn't even have the number eight on it. One through seven, and then it goes straight to a... musical note? We feel like that's a pretty big mistake in something that is supposed to TEACH COUNTING.
And then, of course, a comment that makes absolutely no sense. Unless someone else that sees the comment has just lost their beloved white male poodle. Overall, this a pretty good post, and one that certainly belongs on this list and in your nightmares.