My genitals are bone dry after reading this article.
I assume “Jesus” is an affordable Napa Valley Chardonnay.
Here’s what’s frustrating about this: We already knew he was a racist. He’s already dehumanized black americans, latino americans, muslim americans. He’s a racist.
And Cam Newton. After this past super bowl when he lost, I heard people literally saying that the “good guy won.” Last season, white people especially were writing letters to the team management about how they didn’t like his “flamboyant” nature. And yet, he still did “we’re all the same color”. Dude, these people do…
Yes, I’m not sure what the shaming surrounding people utilizing social programs designed to level the playing field/provide needed support is. Can’t bootstrap if you have no shoes.
Even if he was an affirmative action admission all it would prove is that affirmative action kicks ass and is worth the investment, because we got Barack Freaking Obama out of it.
“when members are focused on finishing a series, they watch a little over two hours a day to complete a season.” (This conflicts directly with my personal binge-watching, which is best done all day, in bed, over an entire weekend.)
Seriously. That shade at Piers Morgan was masterfully done.
She is the only person I have ever liked better because of Twitter. She’s so goddamn good at Twitter.
I love Chrissy Teigen so much.
This all day. It’s not even about “rejection,” it’s about being unable to handle being told no. The number of times I’ve politely declined a man with a “no thank you” only to be cursed out or called a dumb bitch is astounding. Hey, stranger, I don’t even know you well enough to reject you. I’m just passing and I don’t…
“Why can’t women be honest and just tell a guy no?”
Some neighbors in the area, Local Memphis writes, are wondering why the young girl was out so late at night with her mother
I jumped in five inch heels for Prince and felt no pain.
Questlove’s great Prince story:
“Get off the stage!” One thing about Prince that people like Kim and Kanye ...well, less specifically, reality TV-types & clownstick magoo motherfuckers wouldn’t understand is that his pimp hand was strong. So strong. Let’s get the sound guys a copy of that Prince soundbite ~ That needs to be on deck quick the next…
March 19, 1983, I went with my college roommate to Prince's 1999 Tour in Kansas City (with Vanity 6 and The Time). Roomie scored us second row, middle section seats. Unbelievable. I remember I wore an outfit that I hoped looked like one of Pat Benatar's.
I saw him about twenty years ago and everybody was basically a normal human up until the second he stepped onstage, at which point every woman around me started shrieking and rending garments left and right—I swear it was grandmothers, rednecks, your cousin Cheryl with the limp, and me—total hysteria. And it didn’t…