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It’s almost like the manslaughter v. murder technicality was intentional when viewed from that perspective.
Counterpoint: Morgan Spurlock is nice, and I like him and the media he produces. Also he’s very tall and pleasant in person.
“Brownish area with points” is also acceptable.
This Dirt Bag seems to be even more full of dirtbags than usual.
I find him as handsome in that photo as I ever have in any other photo of him.
Also in Blondes and Procreation
Abuse. He still wants to control her and hopes to use the embryo’s to do so.
I thought that too... Depending on the department, the state police would step in to investigate and usually the state attorney (in my state, the attorney general) would step in and handle the case, I think (?). At the very least, another county’s judge would sit in and handle it, because of the conflict of interest…
“I’m glad to be alive. I saved my life that night.”
I love how fearing for ones life is an acceptable excuse for an officer losing their shit. Its like if a Olympic swimmer drowned all the kids in the kiddy pool for fear of getting water in his ears...
“I’m glad to be alive. I saved my life that night.”
I think this lady speaks for all of us.
On the other side of the spectrum, Russell also managed to make the relatively relaxed-seeming George Clooney so mad (also over the way he was treating other actors on set) that Clooney punched him. It seems like he has a talent for pissing off people at all points on the chill spectrum.
Not like this, most men I can see right now in the office are far from “muscle bound”
Third option: those public officials were corrupt and Ramsay had been turning a blind eye/allowing it to happen, and these people all knew they were likely not going to have the same arrangement with the new mayor.
Does this mean she gets to appoint all new leaders and police? Sounds like a win for her.
I am now imagining that this waitress was a particularly bubble headed girl I knew in college who nearly killed us once because I told her to go straight at the traffic light, so she did, despite the fact that it was red at the time.