How old is tenth grade again? *counts forward from Peter Hatcher’s age in 4th Grade Nothing*

I don’t understand This situation at all.

But if we cast people with disabilities as people with disabilities, how will they ever film the scenes where the poor, sad disabled person gets out of their wheelchair only to later discover that it was all a dream? What are we supposed to do? Not film those scenes?

Of course, the six-year-old orphan that she came to love “as her own” was left behind as soon as the shit hit the fan.

You see a lot of it as a medical student.

A tale as old as time....

their spawn will be a mayonnaise on wonder bread sandwich

This lady is Margaret Laurence personified. White/European people going into Africa, unasked, and shoving their horse shit all over the place. This lady ought to be a cautionary tale but the industries of NGO’s and travel colonialism is alive and well in sub-Saharan Africa. Europeans think nothing of black African…

It does look a lot like that skull. There’s even a cluster of oversize diamonds on the forehead where all the damage on your skull would be. But I do seem to remember reading that it was cast from a skull in Hirst’s personal collection.

I don’t care if he gets pissed. What’s the worse he can do? Sue you? (He might…

It’s a print of Damien Hirst’s For the Love of God. It’s a platinum cast of a human skull, encrusted with diamonds. Only the teeth are real.

IIRCC, Hirst claims to have sold the piece to a private collector for $50 million. If that’s true, it would make it the highest price ever paid for a work of art by a living…

Yep, those are the ones. About 20% sadder than Cheetos.

Maybe not even Cheetos, maybe store brand cheese puffs. I almost feel sorry.

“She was saying: ‘Please, help me! Help me!’ That’s all. But I don’t open the door,” Luisa Cancel, an elderly resident of the building, said in an interview with a local CBS affiliate. “I’m alone, and I’m 80 years old. I’m too old to be nosy.”

YOU JUST EQUATED MY BODY WITH A FUCKING CAR.

I did not respond to the last dude I was boning who I do not like as a human being even though I want contact with someone a lot. That’s my brag. I am getting better about standing up for myself in regards to relationships!

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…

Kara, it’s even worse than Debra up there with her swimsuit boutique counter necklaces, because they don’t even pose with the kids — they take photos of them through the school fences, zoo-style. It is so fucked.

She deserves to be shit on for hitting EVERY SINGLE tone-deaf trope of white people visiting Africa.

Wax that shit

“Your head is so hairy!"