“Their wishes” don’t matter, silly.....women aren’t really “people”.
“Their wishes” don’t matter, silly.....women aren’t really “people”.
Fuck that noise. Tampons. Since preserving used ones would take too long and be hard depending on if your time coincidences with his visit, soak them in red dye. ed dye that bleeds very, very much.
Yo. Attention all GOP dickholes. Stay the fuck away from my snatch.
Yes, what American needs is a true Christian, a man with the moral fortitude to shackle pregnant women to hospital beds until they are forced to give birth against their wishes.
my dog’s ashes
That douche needed divorcing. ESPECIALLY if you asked him to look out for them. “I didn’t realise” we can all understand but “oh I ignored you completely” is unforgivable. Also you have my condolences as my childhood teddy is probably the most important thing I own, including every family photo.
NO.
I’m so sorry. I can’t even imagine what it would be like to lose your home, and then lose treasured items that survived to carelessness.
i read this book before i really understood what periods were and for a brief time, the menstrual belt confused me and made me think periods came out of your belly button.
I like it. “Dear, consider this numbered limited edition of Fire in the Nuts signed by Hunter S Thompson and Ralph Steadman emblematic of our union.”
When I was about 4, I named my goldfish Do Run Run because I was in love with Shaun Cassidy.
Those commercials, along with the special man (let her have it) are my childhood.
“This Week In Tabloids: Kylie and Tyga Are Literally Allegedly Married”
“Also great”? I loved loved loved those Merlin books. Crystal Cave, Hollow Hills, Last Enchantment. Later, the Wicked Day. I practically had them memorized. She did her research for those books, too. I later took a college course on the sources of the Arthurian legend and Stewart had clearly looked at all the source…
Okay, but, you said:
It’s like her interview but crazier and with a lot more references to literature, history, etc. It was based on her dissertation, so it really scattered and out there. She makes a lot of stuff up and is intellectually dishonest or anti-intellectual quite often.
My parents bought a “summer house” in 1969. The previous owner left the bookshelves filled with these and other Gothics. They never got thrown out and by the time I was twelve I’d race through the door on the first summer weekend, grab a handful and disappear. I never took one home at the end of the summer. They…
I had never heard of this woman before, and then I read the whole stupid interview and I wish I hadn’t heard of her at all. She’s full of shit, and herself.
Molly Ivins was (is) a treasure.