The chin thing is strange to me, because it would never even occur to me to find one person's chin more attractive than another person's, out of context. I don't think I could just look at a bunch of chins and be like "THAT ONE IS PERFECT."
The chin thing is strange to me, because it would never even occur to me to find one person's chin more attractive than another person's, out of context. I don't think I could just look at a bunch of chins and be like "THAT ONE IS PERFECT."
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I had an Australian Shepherd growing up. Very similar in temperament, especially with the herding instinct. Poor girl would flip out every morning when we left the house at different times or ran in different directions. I imagined her like someone with a severe case of OCD, watching her tiny world fall apart. Anyway,…
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All my friends with divorced parents got the BEST gifts when I was growing up.
Oh honey. You're wasting your sympathies on the wrong dude.
I have never in my life seen a joke go over someone's head this badly.
I see my boyfriend's best friend constantly. They live together and have similar schedules, and he rarely leaves the house. So, basically any time I'm there and we aren't in my boyfriend's room, he is hanging out with us in the common space.
Obviously I'm being cynical, and you're right that many people are still prejudiced and extremely uncomfortable around people with learning and physical disabilities. I just always feel like the worst people are the ones who think they're doing some good by saying, "[Down's Syndrome] children are God's little angels!"
I remember that story, and while I thought it was sweet, I didn't really like how it was framed as some sort of charity. Like, "How selfless for her to be friends with one of THEM."
That is a damn cute dog you've raised there, by the way.
Unfortunately I only have a cat. Therefore I know nothing about being loved. He is affectionate only when it benefits him in some way. I am aware he is a sociopath but I still can't stay mad at him.
Hey he's not a veteran yet! Stop trying to steal all that glory, little puppy! Who do you think you....AGHHH I CAN'T STAY MAD AT YOU.
Right? And what about all of the recalls of pet food? You'd have to be a fucking psychopath to feed your cats food, knowing that there is a slim chance that food may be tainted. A goddamned psychopath.
"MOM YOU BOUGHT THE WRONG TYPE OF SHERBET"
My point is that the majority of people who complain about their "bad boss" or their "lousy job" are fully capable of doing something about it, but don't.
Unfortunately, I think stupidity this strong probably feels like a big warm, happy blanket. How I wish I could be so comfortably ignorant.
Wait...two word Google? Not Google one word? Two words? So confused. Need nap.
Omg there's a relationship version of this? I can't seem to find it. PLEASE SEND.
Ha. That's exactly my student loan payment. At least he's studying engineering and not English lit (guess which one I picked!)