AdoraBelle
AdoraBelle
AdoraBelle

He should be shot.

I thought Claire looked like an old lady. The dress was too much of a doily-curtain sex party for my tastes, and that hair does not suit her at all. She reminds me of Margaret Thatcher for some reason.

That's what I came here to say.

What is it with jezebel and all the PETA hate? Or rather, what is it with corporate news outlets and the pearl clutching outrage over every little thing PETA does? Is it about funding? I mean, it has to be about funding at least in part, especially if you're funded by the food industry.

I hope they treat the topic with dignity and grace, and I am glad that, as someone who has had only marginal contact with (man to woman) trans people, I will actually learn something from this show.

You know, there aren't many (or any, that I know of) anthropological studies dealing with ways in which the integration of female foreigners into native societies impacts the position(s) of native women in those societies.

This, and of course, this:

I used to have chinchillas, and you bet your ass in case of an emergency I'd go straight for my fluffy baby boys over any people (with the possible exception of small children).

Oh, howsabout, why beers is better than man (sic!)?

This is just vile.

I can never get around the fact that Americans and most other westerners consider yogurt a food and actually produce it in a form and, well, consistency that requires a spoon to consume. It's supposed to be a drink, and it's not supposed to be sweet. What you westerners are eating is pudding and/or really runny

I'm reading this wearing my yellow "I don't want to grow up" descentents t-shit with the sleeves cut off. I'm 27, have mostly green hair, live in a downtown loft, work three jobs, am a PhD candidate and am starting a new grindcore band with some like-minded women.

I've been cutting and dyeing my own hair for about 10 years. Just last month I mastered the art of the self-mohawk. I am now truly a jedi.

I had those phantom stomach pains when I was a kid. After the first day of school, I hardly made it down the stairs, my stomach hurt so bad. I'll never forget that. However, I've never been treated for any anxiety disorders, the stomach thing stopped at some point, but now in my late twenties, I think I might be

I was 18 first time I asked my mom if my boyfriend could stay the night. Before that I had a couple of boyfriends who would come over and leave at like 4 am, but they didn't technically stay over. Not that that made much difference in the getting busy department. And I had a male best friend who stayed over ALL the

This guy. Also Paul Newman, young Elvis and Edvard Munch (but I'd ask him to paint me first).

I'd rather think it disapproves.

I'll just leave this here.

It's awesome how they don't just eat them in the end like rural folk.