PaintedTrollop
PaintedTrollop
PaintedTrollop

Why does this not have more starS?

God and I bet he fucking loved himself for saying that.

It’s going to be a long campaign with this condescending half-wit.

Actually, she doesn't. This is a consciousness-raising activity and in the US, very few people need their consciousness about Christianity and its practices raised.

Agreed. From the proposal:

In all seriousness, even though I wouldn’t want to be the first person to try it, if this ultimately works, it could only be a good thing. Given the California drought, it’s laudable that a state is trying to find a way to more creatively recycle a waste product. Good for you, Oregon.

I know you’re trying to be sensational and snarky, but this wastewater recovery technology is actually really cool and should be more widely used. Water: we’re not making any more of it folks.

barbarism begins at home

Oh! I also meant to tell you that I loooooooove your dress! THE GREEN ACCENTS!!!!!!

My best friends parents are multi-millionaires, but they made their millions off of computer software. His dad is the dorkiest, cheapest dresser I’ve ever met and I love him for it <3 Honestly they just kind of seem perpetually stunned by what they can afford now (a decade and a half later)

That’s the way I am with Rocky movies.

The Guidice’s house has got to be one of the most atrocious homes of all time. Every time I see it I think that it’s unsellable. I know it’s Jersey but most people there are not nearly as gauche and tacky as people think - especially not the affluent there. I cannot imagine any multi-millionaire is going to want to

So very, very true. One summer, I worked at an all-girls camp in upstate New York. We’re talking kids with Park Avenue/5th Avenue addresses and very prominent last names associated with the entertainment and banking industry. One girl who’s family was old, old, old money -think American industrial capitalist money,

I had a patient (nurse) that came in in Wrangler jeans and no-label polo shirts every month for his bloodwork. We had a friendly, nice relationship; he was very down to earth. One day he came in with a package of fish for me. He caught them on his last trip to the island. HIS ISLAND.

We did a pre-reception (which I called the conception) before the ceremony and hired a high school marching band to lead the guests from the party to the wedding venue across the street. That is my husband and I, along with our wonderful officiant, leading the band. It also served as our "walk down the aisle."

I didn't get a say in this, but my parents got us Molly the Trolley to shuttle our guests from the reception venue (where there was parking) to our ceremony venue (where parking would have been a bear) and back again. We got lots of comments and congratulations from random people! For anyone in New Hampshire it's from

have you ever spent time with someone with alzheimers? she could, part way through sexual contact, no longer remember what is going on or who her husband is or what is even happening. it would be scary and traumatizing. one cannot consent to future activity with this kind of condition. my grandmother once hit her

we drove back to our reception in my husbands rx7

I think the “eww” is about rape, not about gross, old people sex.

So did I until this part: