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So much to unpack. Apparently, there are police, and there are criminals. And if the police beat, kill, or otherwise stomp your civil rights, then ergo you’re a criminal. This kind of thinking needs to be nipped immediately — it is the very antithesis of innocent until proven guilty. Additionally, it seems to give

Fair deal. At this point, I’d sell my granny for a leader who is a decent man who tries to the right thing and what is considered his duty. What a halcyon concept.

But she was part of the ATS during WW2 and she can drive exceptionally well. So she’s driving the highland roads like a hellcat with King Abdullah absolutely apoplectic as she chats away calmly.

I only saw a part of this picture on another website and wondered why Spicer was reading a book to an 80-year-old Irishman. But yes, of the whole thing, this is most in the spirit of the thing.

Means your vagina is just too tired for his shriveled old dick.

I have found that — while I may get a little cranky on vodka, beer and many wines give me a headache, it’s a lot of work to make a decent old fashioned the way I like it — gin never lets me down. It has become my go-to spirit. So if you’ve got a bottle of Bombay going to waste, send it to Flahda.

Fair. But who do you think works tomato fields? Once there’s a shortage of ketchup and potatoes for french fries, and oil for cooking, Mickey D’s will no longer be an option, either. This is going to hurt, and it’s going to hurt the lower and middle classes most.

Hey Trump voters, I hope you you don’t like oranges, strawberries, grapes, asparagus or wine. ‘Cause those things things are going to be only for the very rich, very soon.

But the makeup thing: I get it. I’ve never done it, I would never do it, but I know women, especially of a particular southern deb generation, that have. So the Midge character did it all as she was told: the right sorority, the right hairstyle, the right husband, one boy, one girl, maintained her looks, kept the

The pilot was a super-cute period piece and I’ll watch the episodes just to see where Alex Borstein takes her character. The pilot, at least, seemed to scratch the surface of those late 50s to mid 70s feelings of “I’ve been the perfect wife, I’ve done everything I was supposed to do, and yet here I am.”

Good-looking, 30-something Hispanic guy is cleaning up a campaign headquarters, dragging out signs to the trash. He’s clearly bummed. His Asian friend comes over and cheers him up with a bro-hug and a Pepsi. Later, he texts his good-looking and diverse friends to come help him make signs for a protest. They share some

As a charter member of the “walk it off, kid” version of parenting, I totally applaud your mom.

Agreed. She may not have deliberately done it, but “improper” ball marking has been the hallmark of petty golf cheats since the days of Bobby Jones, and I can totally see someone watching that like a hawk. But the scorecard penalty was bogus.

We eventually started calling it “daddy ball”. The coaches’ kids were the only infield players, and the only ones that got any actual coaching. (Because their kids are gonna be STARS, ya know.) The rest of us had got to watch our kids rotate around the outfield, and never gain any real skills. When my son actually

That’s.....dear god, that’s horrible. I feel sorry for his kid.

The events, oh lord. When my son was tiny, I was invited to a crafts play group. Yay! What time? 10:30 Tuesdays. Oh. I work. You....What now? I might as well have said I was only interested in crafts made from human remains.

Ha ha ha ha......I’m gonna guess your kid never played baseball. There are dads I barely speak to after a couple of seasons of that shit.

Maybe so, but it’s probably the evangelical thing. They OBSESS over sex. They convince men that they’re mindless beasts prone to “stumble”. They convince women, especially young women, that they’re all temptress harlots at heart....god forfend you made one of those pure pure men “stumble”.

Hmmm, but my husband’s name isn’t Sean.......

I had an acquaintance who zoomed up the real estate ladder, back in the day. When you’re showing higher end houses, you have to have higher end clothes, and a higher end car to carry your potential clients around in. She ended up getting a club membership so that she could meet the people she wanted as potential