Don’t “bless your heart” me.
Don’t “bless your heart” me.
I don’t know if it’s just me or most guys are like me, it’s my firm belief that when a woman says leave, it’s time for you to go.
Chelsea Girls is stupid good. That raucous, lyric opening narrative is among my favorite beginnings of a book.
That Iowa burn was a real good burn; an ever so slight singe on the marshmallow, if you will.
Yeah, thanks for mentioning this first. It hasn’t been studied well enough to say anything of its actual frequency, let alone that it is “extremely common.”
Plus, a lot of countries legally require you to have the vax to actually enter.
Yes. I’ve gotten it. It hurts kind of, and then its fine. It’s an incredibly routine vaccination if you’re traveling to or living in areas where YFV is common, and extremely important. About half of people who contract the virus and do not get treatment will die, which is particularly stark when you consider that the…
Helpfully, the research has been done. Please see any of the multiple links included in this (quite thorough) writeup.
You’re assuming the student-athletes benefit from scholarships more than the institutions benefit from the student-athletes, which is not remotely true.
I spent two years sleeping under a beach towel so that I could quickly feel the perimeter for venomous snakes. We all have our things.
I have no tolerance for those who FUCK WITH MY CAREFULLY CONSTRUCTED ARTISTIC VISION.
Had the exact same reaction. Suddenly I was all Snooki and I understand each other.
This is old — but v relevant.
These are great, great points — good thinking drawing the parallel to Mack. I don’t really know what else to add other than “god, it’s awful, it sucks, it’s the worst thing.”
Why would they want to? Why would they need to? In a lot of these situations, the legal process would be long, exhausting, and probably completely demoralizing. The women coming forward are adult film actresses; surely one can imagine how that information would be used in court. If the end goal is just to raise…
It’s lovely. I’m anti-wild-pet BUT imagine how cute it would be with a lil’ Santa hat on its head.
This is kind of just how it is, though, when there are three or more brothers in the same room. My boyfriend is one of seven; six of those seven are boys. If I recoiled after every gross story or occurrence related one or all of them being a feral pack of weird, scrabbling animals, we would never spend any time…
Do you remember how, for a while, if you were at a table with three of your girlfriends, someone would start playing the “ok who are we on SATC??” game? Now I’m horrified. Why were we comparing ourselves to those women?! They were all terrible people!