Maybe you should ask why it's so believable then.
Maybe you should ask why it's so believable then.
My uncle, who is responsible for some of the hiring within his company, told me this exact same thing, to my face (as a 23/ 24 year old woman) conversationally, as if it was nothing that could possibly offend me.
You know that EVERY SINGLE ONE of these dragons has at least two kids, a stay at home wife, and a mistress.
Riiight, because this attitude among older businessmen is soo wildly implausible that it must be made up. Evil, feminists.... always conspiring!
Well I just saw Mark Ruffalo in person in Detroit, protesting to stop poor people's water from being shut off. But I'm sure the Hamptons are nice too!
lol ok charlie
The Hamptons are
speciala couple hours away, I learn. You can't justshow uptake the subway; you have tobe invitedhave a ride.
As a lifelong ugly duckling, I can never muster anything like empathy — or even sympathy — for Pretty PeopleTM who literally traded on their prettiness and then felt used.
I had to google him. I'm sure he's fabulous.
Well, I once saw Ryan Reynolds walking out of a Starbucks in Bridgehampton. He's no Avicii, to be sure, but I thought our few seconds of eye contact were pretty magical.
when you get there do you suck someone off to stay rent free? if so you are doing it right!
It's like the bond of fellow POWs; it's too painful to reminisce, but it's reassuring to share.
I mean yeah, you can't just show up. There is no just "showing up" when Montauk Highway on a summer Friday afternoon is concerned. Maybe they're referring to the experience of being stuck in the exhaust stream of a Jitney for four hours straight, which certainly does make the Hamptons ~special~.
There is some deep Calvinist theology at play in this. See, she is using waiting in line for entrance into the club as a deep metaphor for entrance to Heaven. If you are waiting in line, it means that you are not a member of the "elect." Like ye Calvinist of olde, she must let society know that she is, indeed, elect,…
Well, are you dancing next to Avicii? Do you feel special? There's your answer.
Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying, I am the light of the world: she that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have entrance into the club without waiting in line... because, really, if you have to wait in line...
Why is she biting her finger??? Is that supposed to be sexy? Or bad ass? Like- "Wow shes wearing a leather jacket AND canabalizing herself! So edgy."
Everyone is a survivor these days! Oh the horror! People wanted me around because I'm pretty by some standard. Woe is me.
It's like the bond of fellow POWs; it's too painful to reminisce, but it's reassuring to share.
The Hamptons are special, I learn. You can't just show up; you have to be invited.