Let’s be honest. Most Americans can’t even speak English correctly and still criticize foreigners.
Let’s be honest. Most Americans can’t even speak English correctly and still criticize foreigners.
“Frank’s posted a plot-thickening, grammatically unfortunate statement.”
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“And so whosits, whatseherface, and the hot one did some stuff and gathered... I don’t know flowers or something. Whatever women do. Anyway let’s see what Samwise is doing...”
I was going to make a dumb joke like “Herf derf but I thought Arwen’s daughters were named X and Y and blah blah blah” but I just looked it up to refresh my memory and apparently Tolkien never bothered to name any of Eldarion’s sisters.
The difference is the killers of those police officers will be convicted.
“Why didn’t you post sooner??”
Yea and how you’re forced to have the same convo again and again. “Are you excited” “Omg so excited! Chubby cheeks and little shoes! I love them already!” and God forbid you say “not yet, I’m actually terrified and don’t feel any emotional connection yet”. It’s not so much being pregnant in public as being forced to…
Peer disapproval has actually shown to be a really effective tool against sexual/gendered violence, not so much because it makes rapists see the light as because it makes less serious misogynists more likely to intervene if they witness it. When rapists/gropers are more likely to get caught they are less likely to…
if you’re going by the book, you’re not supposed to wear it as a swimsuit or underwear or tshirt or anything else.
I snorted. Excellent.
Feminachos?
Well like, not the tomatoes.
The nachos I ate for dinner were totally a feminist.
You jest, but point in fact, the loss occurred when they were down three players because of the detentions. I can hear on the horizon the bellowing whinges of a thousand affronted Anglophone dudes who’ve never watched men’s volleyball in their life but are now uberfans bewailing the Politically Correct Police State cum…
It’s hard. Really fucking hard. I had PPD with my oldest and there’s so much shame associated. Now I have two kids and its fucking draining and exhausting. All give, all the time. And confessing that you’re not enjoying it or that you desperately need help is often met with extreme judgement or trite comments like…
As a person who suffered from postpartum depression stories like this always bring up a lot of feelings. Of course I know there's a chance this wasn't it but the reaction to these stories always reminds me of the fear I had to speak up about my illness.
Let us know when you get your prize in the mail for being so, so righteous on a post about four dead children.
I feel like clarifying that it was the MOTHER as opposed to a STRANGER who killed the children takes it to a new level of awful and is absolutely pertinent to the story.
“Lady stabs four children to death; officials speculate that it may have something to do with the fact that they were related to her.”