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chilaquile

Your parents make you clean your room (and hopefully show you how when you are young) so that you know how to do it. I have met really messy people that don't know how to clean even if they want to. It sounds silly but if you never ever had to pick up, how do you know where things go and how to organize?

Dude, it is so easy to get lost in an argument with him. They are infuriating. I don't think he's a troll, either.

I know, right? Like we're supposed to laugh because some guy is chubby and is legitimately happy about working at McDonalds? Fuck that noise.

On the contrary, obviously it's religionists who logically should kill themselves under the stress of worldly catastrophes, or should I say deliver themselves away from this ordinarily dismal but now painfully awful mortal existence to the promised eternity in Paradise that they faithfully believe in beyond question -

What you have just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have

The OP was making a broad generalization that anyone - including Jenna - could respond to. With reason. Don't make a comment if you aren't prepared to argue the point.

This!

The discussion of 'privilege' in this context is hilarious, anyways. I know people who consider going to university at all a privilege - largely people from a reserve who have not had the resources to even finish high school on time, let alone get the grades to get into post-secondary, regardless of their actual

This argument is so trivial. I worked 40 hours a week, scaled back school so I could do both, and will still graduate in December (at 29-years-old) with student loan debt. It happens. Some people made it through without loans (or being denied loans) and some people are thousands in debt. It doesn't mean anyone worked

You are correct when you say that it is a privilege that my parents helped. You seem to forget, however, that scholarships ARE earned through essays and grades and contests and interviews—they weren't just automatically given to me as your post implies. I wouldn't consider something that I worked hard for (and was

That's exactly what I said and meant.

Your repeated need to pigeonhole, insult, & suppress another black woman for her moderate use of urban vernacular speaks to an internalized racism which, quite frankly, I want no part of. I have no desire to restrict my expression to ten dollar words just to make you more comfortable being you. I am quite comfortable

Oh, get off it. I am an articulate, highly educated black woman, possessed of a vocabulary that impresses even my more erudite friends, & this is my go-to phrase anytime I see white folks be acting crazy. Indeed, when I utter it to one my similarly educated black friends, their response is more than likely to be, "Sho

I'm originally from LA, so that must be from where I get my vapidness. It was a bit of a shock to see how much it had changed in the nine years I've been gone.

I love dressing up! I also love thrift stores. It is a really wicked combination. . . I have to say though, that my wardrobe is pretty friggin tight after years of rack hunting. I love that I don't have to be broke to look great. I mean, how hard is it to throw on a pretty $7 dress? Or a nice pair of $5 slacks?

That might be the case, but I think those people rarely follow that up with "the older person should go to prison for 10 years and be forced to register as a sex offender." I, personally, would find it creepy if my 20-year-old sister started dating a 50-year-old man, but I wouldn't think prison and sex offender

According to the petition, the older girl was 17 and the younger 15 when they started dating. Both legally minors and in no way illegal (or creepy, IMO). One having a birthday doesn't magically change anything.

If possible, take your new responsibilities elsewhere.

Shitty, shitty fucking day dudes. My ex, who brutally dumped me about a month ago, has a real knack for showing up the moment I start to feel okay and showering me with this detached indifference that inevitably leaves me screaming inside.

You make it sound like these people have some kind of disease.

If those ideas revolve around how much you hate us and want to hurt us, I would tell you to share with a therapist, but it seems like you aren't interested. Just try to remember we are humans who have other humans who love us and would be heartbroken if we were killed by you. That may not seem like a big deal, but it