There was a case like this, locally, that still haunts me. The young woman, the daughter, died. From, among other things, a broomstick being shoved up her ass.

We had leftover deviled eggs from our Halloween party so I shmushed one on each half of toasted buttered oat bread, with ham, swiss and mustard, microwaved for a few seconds to melt the cheese.

Oil on oily skin FTW!

So funny - a number of similar looks have appeared on Street Style blogs, of late. I’ll be the first one to confirm that the 70s were basically stylistically chaotic but if you chose carefully you could still carve out a classic look (my favorite: basic black + a vintage 40s fur - all I could afford at the time).…

Who thought the 3-1 ratio was a good idea going into this?

No, no, you missed a Major Plot Point. The eggs are Red Herrings, and the vegetables are Out To Kill. If you don’t believe me, take one look at those vicious limp asparagus spears.

This! This is what passed for foine kweezeen! My mother’s friend kept bringing this shit to parties well into the aughts. She’s a really nice lady just with NO taste (literally) in food, and I’m still ashamed that I dumped an entire plate of disgustingness into the disposal, in a fit of pique one Christmas Eve.

... all of it suspended in cherry Jello.

That photo of the two of them never fails to make me want to barf.

Do you have “Titanic” nights where he wears that tuxedo? Because - yeah.

Awesome combo of comment and supporting photo. Bravo.

“The Rape House.” Nice. Wonder how many at the administrative level were aware of this quaint colloquialism.

1. I’ve got a beard.

She is being used as a puppet by the Liberty Council, or whatever they call themselves. When they lose this manufactured kerfuffle and disappear into the sunset, she is going to find herself without a job and very much alone.

It was AN evidence bag given to the mother for her to place a garment the woman changed out of and left at home. It would have been A piece of evidence or perhaps A component of the rape kit, not THE rape kit. There was a photo of this bag and a small cello bag supposedly removed from it holding a cell phone... that…

Patrick Kane + alcohol = Trouble.

All the stars. +1.

Not sure how the family gulled him, but he is a highly respected lawyer who would not normally risk his reputation on a hoax.

//snort