Jeangenie
Jeangenie
Jeangenie

THIS IS WHY WOMEN ARE AFRAID OF MEN. We get messages from men who think they deserve our time and a response just because they have a boner. When we politely decline, they lose their shit. When we ignore them, they lose their shit. When we tell them we have a boyfriend, they lose their shit. And then all of a sudden,

The whole point of the protest being aimed at white progressives at this point is to point out that white people aren’t entitled to ANYTHING from black people. Why is it so fucking difficult for white people to understand how condescending it is to think their ostensibly progressive politics inures them from issues of

He’s on Grantchester, as a weirdly sexy Anglican priest in the 1950s who solves crimes.

OMG. Could you imagine opening a Roscoe’s Chicken n’ Waffles franchise out there? You would be wealthy in VERY short order.

Dear Lord - you poor poor country. Come to Canada - we’ll waffle you up :)

Thank you! Her comment made me surprisingly angry and confused.

Wait, are they bootlegged or stolen? I always thought bootlegs referred to unlicensed or copied products. I would hate to think What’s Happening!! steered me wrong.

Yeah - I think “don’t marry a d bag” is the easiest way... followed closely by “don’t hire a d bag.”

Squeeze them over your hair like SunIn, and enjoy the natural highlights.

it’s weird that they got all the way to kid #17 before going with “Jennifer.”

Cop who killed Michael Brown talks about his difficult life in isolation. Michael Brown unavailable for comment.

Yes that’s always been an amazing feature. King and Queen o de Crop is for the most successful cane cutters. We’re talking tonnage here. Back breaking work.

Spent a summer in Barbados during Crop Over season. The great thing is that it isn't Carnival/Carnaval except for the whinin' down Spring Garden and it is a great party. It literally celebrates the sugar cane crop being over—no religious stuff. The King o' de' Crop and The Queen o' de' Crop are the people who

I can no longer tolerate the besmirching of Fran Fine’s reputation. Mr. Sheffield was VERY single and it is incredible he resisted the dulcet tones of Flushing’s Songbird for that many seasons.

Arrest this man!

“The kid had his choice of Morrises and went with that punk ass? Maaan...I woulda showed up just to see what the momma looked like! Gave the kid a free show AND tapped that mommy-ass...say hello to your new “daddy”, baby, HAWHAW!”

I find this story unreasonably adorable. I love when parents pay attention to things their kids actually love instead of projecting.

I love this kid.

I love that man, I love that man!