Crowe cast real Native Hawaiians in the movie who are actually involved in the Hawaiian

Yes! Thank you! I was raised that way too.

Not only would I be on it, but I guarantee my boyfriend would be cheering me on (Get that Gronk D, Bullette!) while texting his friends excitedly that he could become eskimo brothers with #87 at any moment.

My senior prom got the ‘local color’ treatment from the largest newspaper in our state. They basically followed around one girl (who was a semi-friend of mine) and did some light editorializing on how much prom cost and that someone mentioned an after-party with booze within earshot of the reporter. We were a…

Oh, I once grabbed a Snapple off a table in the break room which I thought was mine. Took a deep gulp. It was not my Snapple. It was the bottle we used in lieu of ashtrays.

I’d like one of those ridiculously giant salt water eco-systems that you see in aquariums. Doesn’t have to be big enough for me to swim in or keep sharks, but I love the interplay between the fish and corals and snails and anemonies. I can look at them for hours- they are simultaneously riving and relaxing. I think…

Loved reading this, Ronda! Huge fan of yours in the cage and on screen. Seriously, I know they put you in films with some dudes with big personalities, but when you’re on screen I can’t take my eyes off of you. You have a natural awareness and charisma that leaps off the screen. Watching you in the ring is always 100%…

One blonde teen described how she would sidle up to men outside liquor stores and just ask nicely for a six-pack of Mike’s Hard Lemonade. There, voila.

I agree 100%. My partner and I have been together for 17 years. I was 20 when I met him, 22 when we got together, and all these years later we are barely the same people. Luckily, for us as a couple, the two people we turned into are still in love and compatible. I hope that continues to be the case as I know we will…

I think it’s just assholes taking advantage of a younger girl’s inexperience with life. After decades now of shooting dudes down, I can handle a catcall or a pervy comment. But at 12 that shit would make me want to curl up and die. I think men know this and target girls because if they picked on someone closer to…

I was 11 or 12 and my dad and I had our arms slung around each other as we walked down the street. A group of fucking cowards driving by in a truck started hollering stuff from across the street like, “Don’t fuck the old guy, fuck me!” and “Get a girl your own age, you fucking pervert!”

I was devastated and didn’t…

Wearing leggings without camel-toe. (WTF, is there not some special underwear that can smooth out my jumbo sized labia? My mons pubis is punching above it’s weight class. Drag queens can get that perfect smooth Barbie crotch with tucking, but to quote Khloe K. “I have a very big camel toe. My pussy is very large and…

Jolie, I would add an additional step in here:
To the best of my knowledge different cannabinoid compounds “extract” at different temperatures. A crock-pot doesn’t get hot enough to activate the ones at higher temps, but the solution is to “decarb” your weed in the oven by exposing it briefly to higher temps before…

Yeah, what the fuck was up with the sizing? Brands lose me when they do this. I can make it to a brick and mortar store like once a year to try shit on, but then I get everything on-line for months after. I’m sure there is some 400 slide Powerpoint showing why vanity sizing is necessary but they’re alienating…

I see your Machoke, and raise you a Rob Liefeld man-drawing.

Huh. I never even thought it could be an allergy or reaction.

I've already ordered the Fresh Sugar Advanced Therapy Lip Treatment, which ye gods, is the most I've ever spent on lip balm. I already use a petro based product at night, and sugar scrubs from Lush, but maybe I should do a full product purge. Including…

Ouch. I love my long thick dark hair. I call it "my pelt"- it keeps me warm in the winter like a cape. I am also a professional. :)

I drink over 120oz. a day of water, I pee that ideal "pale straw color", and my lips are chronically chapped as hell. Winter or summer... hell, it's spring now and they still look like cornflakes.

The only thing I practiced more than her accent was clutching my non-existent child chest and gasping.

Thank YOU for replying because the whole way home I'm going, OMG someone is going to say you whining about the downsides to being pretty is like when white males complain they aren't privileged at all, and I wouldn't be able to disagree.

But while I have you here, heh, I need to say that the (admittedly very small)…