I have a Facebook friend (not to be confused with an actual friend) who consistently keeps us up to date on all her husband’s activities.

First off, let me start by saying that I don’t even know how I actually know this girl. I think we worked on a project together in the 5th grade or something. How do I know you, Karen? Write me back and let me know.

All Karen seems to talk about is her husband. Only she doesn’t call him her husband - that would be far too normal and standard. She calls him her HUBBY.

“My hubby made me pancakes,” “My hubby got me a beautiful gift,” “My hubby killed himself because I won’t stop calling him hubby!”


“I just got fucked in the A by my drunk hubby lol” - this is an update I can actually get behind.

And it seems that I’m not alone, here are some fellow despisers of the word:

You’re not alone, fellow despisers! Let’s form a coalition of lonely single people who hate outward expressions of happiness and normalcy.


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