I once got "catcalled" by a construction worker who yelled "I like the stripes on your dress!"
I once got "catcalled" by a construction worker who yelled "I like the stripes on your dress!"
I once tried catcalling. I leaned out the window and idled past a young woman and shouted, "I really like your shoes! Woo-HOOOOOO!"
wow I wish was as big and strong as you were and had the problem solving ability of an estwing. You sure are cool! going on the internet and acting like a tough guy. How much do you lift? Do you think one day, if I eat enough lead chips and protein shakes, I can become as tough as you?
highschool football player mentality doesn't work too great in the real world buddy.
Why do pro-gun people always assume they have the only gun in a situation like this?
Thanks, that felt strangely satisfying.
Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat? You don't like pasta? That's really weird.
This is the first time in my life that not liking pasta pays off (bring on the "whaaaaaat? you don't like pastaaaaa?", "that's sooooooo weeeeiiiiieeeeeiiiiird", "you're the first person I know that doesn't like pastaaaaaaa", "are you crazy? pasta is delicious/the best/the easiest/a gift from the gods" comments, I'm…
Women. If they aren't destroying society with their whoredom, they're menstruating all over the Constitution.
Stangler has a "critical perspective"? She actually wrote "her cooch is the golden cooch" in that review. It's more perceptive of (and judgmental towards) general societal attitudes and issues than a simple movie review has any business being, but let's not pretend hers is some seminal work of feminist or womanist…
Dworkin? Is that you?
Or if the title of the book were "Opposite Day."
Why don't you just light your tampon, and blow your box apart? Because it's the only bang you're ever going to get, Sweetheart.
Here's when Newsweek jumped the shark:
My hand found its way to his heart and stayed there all the way through second base.
because the garments themselves are only 50% of fashion. the other 50% is how well or poorly they are worn and the wearer's body shape plays a big part in that.
I don't get why anyone is bothering with body size when the fact that a raccoon was wrangled and tamed to the point of being able to wear a dress and pose for pictures is fucking astonishing enough in its own right.
I think it's more along the lines of asking what exactly does it mean to be black. Why is that when people talk about black they can only talk about rap music, jazz, and freaky dancing?
I cry for your loss. Twerking was truly the pride of black people everywhere.