"Do their bidding"? Alleged spies, confirmed creeps.
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USA! USA! USA!
I mean, this is cool and I'm glad it makes her happy. I just get a little fussy about this stuff because people absorb it and think they can cure their children's/friends'/parents'/whatever mental problems by dancing around the room (source: my life). It might work for some people, and that's truly wonderful, but…
Um, no. I mean she has the right to do whatever she likes but she's gone from a woman suffering from depression (supposedly — since anyone with actual depression rarely has the ability to summon up this much energy or enthusiasm for anything) to . . . I was going to say that she's gone to a woman that appears to be…
Oh honey, no. No it didn't. I realize you're fully committed to doubling down and continuing to be oblivious, but at some point you'll look back on this exchange and cringe.
Weird that this person is exactly as she seemed in her email.
At this rate we'll hear from everyone at the party! (And evidently not one of them will consider the viewpoint of the actual sex worker interviewed in this post, FANCY THAT)
MADDIE SO PRETTY GOOD JOB
Man I alone in thinking that photoshopped Kate does not look terrible? I mean, it's a shit photoshop job but she still looks like a cute human.
Can't help but be a pedant on this one; you've spelt Delhi wrong in the first line.
"So last year we had a work event. It has been going on for 104 years."
The bustle would be a real pain in the ass.
Ah, a wonderful and witty juxtaposition, and today, women can vote and hold public office! Let us pour one out for our great-grandmothers and the freedoms they gave us so we could snark at our peers in the garb of their choice.
"POSSIBLE WITCH}
"To get here I had to take my skirts up and clamber through the snowdrifts"
She looks older than she is.
When Jay Leno has a valid point to make, you know things have gone awry.
Oh, I was impressed.
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