Lifetime. Shakespeare. Horror.
Lifetime. Shakespeare. Horror.
You really don’t do comic books when you thought this was a reboot of Doctor Strangelove.
Well, today they’re calling her “slut train” with her one husband and one child by that husband. As opposed to that fine upstanding lady, Tammy Wynette with her five husbands and the two kids she had by the time she was 20.
Everyone likes to look down on someone. Liberals have ruralites (especially the southern ones) because the poors are easy targets.
The liberals are the biggest douches about my choosing to live in the sticks. No, it’s not diverse and yes, my Congresswoman is a Republican. But my commute is short and pretty, my home is affordable, and I can buy groceries on Saturday afternoon without waiting in a line that rivals Space Fucking Mountain’s. It’s a…
Something I wish I had known instinctively or been told convincingly rather than learning through experience: there’s no bigger waste of time and energy than fighting with strangers on the internet. When tempted to do it, put the phone down/turn off the computer and go for a walk or read a book. Someone thinks he’s…
People who really give a shit about where other people live are losers.
It’s also very diverse and the kind of place where overt racists have to face the people they’re racist against.
I was recently invited to participate in a study about treating IBS with hypnosis, except the invitation specified subjects couldn’t have a digestive disorder. Seeing as IBS is a digestive disorder, I declined. I don’t trust people to run a good study when they can’t even write a volunteer invitation.
And this was Sacramento. In addition to it just being not cool, I was genuinely frightened bad shit would go down.
When I was disabled I did vocational rehabilitation through the state. Free to me* but still a complete and total waste of time. And when I asked them when they were going to do something besides hold my hand while I filled out applications that never resulted in interviews, they “terminated service” because I was…
I forget what men’s fitness magazine it was, but one once did an entire article on what type of beer is best after what kind of workout. That was when I started foregoing all women’s fitness magazines and only reading the ones geared towards men.
I end up telling this story every Halloween because people keep doing this.
I wonder if perhaps she’s foreign. No offense to non-Americans, but a lot of them are even denser about blackface than Americans. I’m not excusing her, but it would explain why someone who SHOULD know better somehow doesn’t.
Haha, I remember this. It was a fairly big deal at the time, to be fair.
Deleted because I revealed more personal information than I should.
Once in a blue moon I’ll pick it up in the doctor’s waiting room. I feel like I lose an IQ point for every ten pages I read.
I forget exactly what he said but Mugatu insulting Hilfiger right to his face was the biggest laugh I got out of Zoolander 2. And I liked it more than most people did.
I was going to make a similar comment but couldn’t think of a funny way to do it.
This hit the Rolling Stone Country page and mostly people seem pissed that a pop star is playing the CMAs. I’ll keep an eye out for the People Country page announcement because I bet that’ll be a true shitstorm. And yes, I did just call People readers more intolerant than Rolling Stone readers.