I’ve worked with dicks like that. One would go screaming racist shit around our green room while the rest of us were just trying to chill before we went on. He pretended he was just “getting into character.” The advantage of being the old Black broad in the cast is that I knew not to give him the attention he wanted.…

And this effects you, how? 

Sweetie, why? Are you under contract to pump out “x” number of words? Chill. Some people wanted to call their scary-ass monsters “Infected.” That effects you, how? Those ones where the fungi causes their skulls to split open are terrifying, no matter what you call them. If you need to pump out nonsense, then write…

Actually, yes. It was brought up several times. Next. 

“It can be legitimately difficult to know where to draw the line between honoring how different groups share similar forms of oppression and co-opting a movement.”

And you, sweetie, will never see a dime of that money. 

From what I’ve seen, you are snarking about the wrong gender, barking up the wrong tree, etc. 

He was probably one of those guys who figured he’d vacuum up all the easy paycheck roles, and later, after his leading man days were over, would pursue “art.” Enjoy praise while enjoying good wine and wives #3 & maybe a #4.

No1 currs, sweetie. 

“Intent of parenthood.” Bingo! Gotcha. 

So adorbs! Still trying the faux naïf “just asking questions” scam. Tres 2021. Do you still part your lips and furrow your brow to achieve the “Tucker Carlson” look?

There’s one in Fairbanks, Alaska. A proper one, unlike outlets like Popeyes that’s only available on military bases. 

Since statues are put up for dead men, does this mean we are about to have a vacancy on the Supreme Court? 🤞🏽

He’s writing advice columns at Slate. Don’t ask for advice from Slate.

Interesting that Michaela Coel found it very freeing. Certainly more than being at Netflix. Plus she was able to keep her IP, didn’t have to deal with interfering network suits, and got a bunch of awards. So I suspect this mofo is a lying liar who lies.

I tried reading this. Then someone walked by my window, or I had to wash my hair, or something.

Fuck off. 

No. Next. 

Riiiiggghhhhtttt. You people ain’t fooling anyone. 

“Force.” Riiiiiigggghhhhhttttttttt. Oh, Chad. Or is it Chadly? Or Chadster?