This is coming from Radar Online. This information is about as true as any In Touch magazine cover.
This is coming from Radar Online. This information is about as true as any In Touch magazine cover.
What's the difference. It's a night club. Gay people or straight people could be in there. Sounds selfish to me. Humans lost their lives. That's what matters here. Labels don't matter. Just like when news story's say a black man or white woman in stead of man or woman. Who cares if they are gay, black, white, yellow,…
Muhammad Ali’s death has no place in a dirt bag.
I kind of hate Rainn Wilson.
It is worth note that in the flood of various support from this or that celebrity, that both of Depp’s ex-wives have come to his aid as well. At least as indicated in the Kinja comment sections each male support of him has been met with skepticism, and for good reason, men’s relationships with each other shine little…
You're in pain too. I get it.
JUST GONNA SIT OVER HERE CRYING GUYS. I’m so sorry for your loss. I’ve owned both cats and dogs and losing them opens up a hole in your heart that can shock you, especially if you aren’t prepared for the pain. You did a great thing by providing him with a home while he was here. You’re good people.
So what now? You’ll never buy another cd or Itunes?
Am I seriously in the minority here? I thought last night’s episode was fantastic! It had everything, explosions! Death! Firewater! Daryl! Glenn yet again escaped death by a narrow margin! Daryl!
Ugh, I feel you. Kinja is a text-hungry serif-snatcher.
Agreed about Star Wars!!! I like SW, not so much, but I am thrilled that’ll be added to Disneyland.
I never know what to do with these kinds of cases. I am a survivor of rape, and deeply believe in showing support and compassion to victims, but at the same time I am deeply uncomfortable with the idea that a person’s personal and professional life can and should be ruined based on two tweets, with absolutely no…
So this isn’t restaurant related, however while in college I worked at a Sam Goody (remember those?!) at a mall in downtown Indy. Anytime a sports team was in town they’d come in and buy overpriced CDs and DVDs, same with bands/artists on tour. No big deal. There are only three situations that made me shit myself. The…