Okay, I admittedly am broken. Yes, a failure on many levels as well. My teenage mutant had some valid points. Perhaps that’s what made her endless derogatory barbs sting further – truth hurts! Even can kill.

I often imagined sending the folks at Webster’s an 8 x 10 glossy of my tired, pathetic, weathered and extremely defeated ass. Shirt untucked with ketchup stains on my chest from this morning’s scrambled eggs breakfast. I’d beg to post it right below the official entry for the word “Loser.”

Webster’s announced today that the word “Loser” and especially the accompanying photo has now garnished over a million likes this week! The only words to receive more were “Trump” and “Hope.”

Win!