Mr. Stallone, you WISH you were as awesome as Bruce Willis.
Mr. Stallone, you WISH you were as awesome as Bruce Willis.
Hugh Laurie is a cucking genius, and he can smucktate me avially whenever he likes.
Best lesson I ever learned was to trust my instincts.
I've been in some creepy situations too, and I always beat myself up later for not being more direct. "You should have told that guy to fuck off!" I moan at myself. But then, when I stop and think about it, I realize I was trying to keep things civil because I was afraid if I broke the veneer of polite society things…
Yeah, I was all like, "Dude, pussies ARE tough. Let's see you shit a baby out, and then we'll talk."
AND she's a fantastic, fully-realized character, in a comic containing a slew of other fantastic, fully-realized characters, most of them women. So I'm saying that Love & Rockets is my favorite comic ever, basically.
Well, she IS an android.
According to Miss Manners, the whole thing is a decorous charade. He (or she) pulls the chair out for you, you sit, then he (or she) places their hands on the back of the chair as if pushing it forward, while you execute a delicate butt scoot to bring the chair in. Then you say "thank you" as if they were exceedingly…
There was quite a good documentary about them! (Of Dolls & Murder, I believe?) It also touched on The Body Farm, where they study the decomposition of corpses. Narrated by John Waters, naturally.
I feel like the Joy of Sex drawings may have had something to do with avoiding a "porn" designation.
We don't want him, you can have him back.
Muslim women don’t have any power, right?
I always bring a sumo wrestler with me to buy cars.
And if they DO get sick from excessive heat they should PAY FOR THEIR OWN INSURANCE LIKE I DID. It's only fair.
I am in favor of anything that glitters, shines, or sparkles. If you can spray paint it gold, bedazzle it, or glue swarovski crystals to it, I'm there. And I am having ALL THE FEELS right now.
That's actually pretty hip hop.
I vote we have Grace Jones play everyone. For everything.
Oh Janelle. Be still, my heart.
YOU GOT CERVIX SOFTENERS? I call shenanigans. I was just told to take a dose of Tylenol.