Yeah, that was not funny.
Yeah, that was not funny.
The environment of fear wasn’t caused by her loosing her kids due to her drug use. she specifically referenced getting investigated for slipping with her stroller on ice, and her kids having red pen on them. To bring it back around to the drug use is really stretching after she went into such detail on these points.…
I would have thought the article made no sense. I mean Obama’s oldest daughter wasn’t even born yet when Cobain died. Now we are supposed to believe a baby dyed her hair blue? The whole story would fall apart.
There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s covfefe.
I love the tutoring bit. “Bloom is seemingly on his side, putting together a ‘team of people’ and working as his ‘tutor’ to somehow make him see the light of his ways.”
well, keep in mind that “labor” in this case probably doesn’t mean the second (pushing) stage of labor. Early and active labor, during which the body prepares for delivery, can take days. Ask me how I know. :(
Choos to Lose: The E! True Hollywood Story of the SATC Movie That Wasn’t.
Ahem.
Yeah, but, I mean, Hans Zimmer. It’s probably fine.
I had totally forgotten their manager was played by Richard E Grant.
I kept seeing those pictures on my Insta feed and I thought it was Angelyne. If she downsized the boobs, lasered the tattoo and got a better wig/weave in brunette, she’d be attractive. But until then, the only sympathy I feel is that she’s clearly projecting her self hatred on other women she destroys.
Disinvite that bitch. Fuck her.
My dad told stories of pooping in his world war II era destroyer at sea. There was a long box with a slit all the way down for you to poop in. Everything was wide open. You might even be touching the guy next to you. What a nightmare.
“[D]ildos aren’t in the US Constitution.”
Your point is made. I somehow missed all of those because I never heard of the show. GBBO is apparently like “fnord” to me.
Yep, they’re in every family. I have a great uncle who is legit in the klan. I’m not friends with him on Facebook, but his whole profile is public so whenever I’m in a mood, I just go through and report every God awful thing he posts.
I mean, feel free to explain to little Janie all about your Randian jerkoff fantasy and how her mother is a leech on the system but Janie is eight and she’s hungry and she doesn’t understand why adults who have food won’t give her food when she’s hungry.
They are going to buy a shitty Airstream and write code for a rival web search engine.
Had you provided context cues or any degree of specificity, you wouldn’t be asked to clarify. Attempting to pass the blame to me for your lazy, derisive comment is fucking laughable.
First, you milk a vegan...