My, how times have changed... In 1995, I got outed to my mother (who promptly lost her damn mind and acted like a total asshole), and in 2015, people are being outed by their mothers.
My, how times have changed... In 1995, I got outed to my mother (who promptly lost her damn mind and acted like a total asshole), and in 2015, people are being outed by their mothers.
I really thought KStew just had a lady pal she loved to hang around with 24/7. Weird!
I work for them, so thanks! Paying back your loans = the profits go towards grants for new students every year.
I understand what you’re saying but I think it’s a little arrogant to imply it was any less painful for me to hear those things simply because it wasn’t directed at me.
You manage to have fond memories over something that your mother made sure you and your siblings never felt scared about. Your mother kicks serious ass.
I am in third grade and we are on the way to Disney World. I am stoked. It is my first visit. This is a budget Disney World vacation scrimped and saved for by my middle class, penny pinching parents, so instead of flying we were packed up into the family mini van for two days of driving from the south Texas coast to…
I’m pale as fuck and sunburn in 15 minutes flat...in the Pacific NW. So my 11 year old self was fully unprepared for the microwave intensity that is the Florida sun. My face burned so badly, it blistered all over. My asshole cousins and sister proceeded to call me Freddy Krueger.
ooh! Ooh! My mom’s family is from S. Florida, so “family vacation” always meant “visit Gramma and Grampa in Ft. Lauderdale. Cool. It has a beach! My grandparents live like, on the damn beach so my brother and I would jump out of the car, throw on a swim suit and run head long into the water on a semi public-ish beach…
Something similar happened to me, only it was my cousin, who for some reason was fed an adult-sized portion of port wine cheese before a long car ride (he was 5 or six). He fell into a cheese coma, rolled over on me, muttered ‘silly pancake,’ then puked up his adult-sized portion of port wine cheese all over me.
The parents rented a lovely little seaside cottage in Cornwall for the family. Loaded up the car, dropped the dog of at nan’s and drove for hours to get there. We finally arrive and the landlord turns up immediatly to tell us the police had been in contact with him (pre-cell phones we’d left where we were staying with…
When I was a junior in high school my family went to San Antonio, TX. We went to watch my brother graduate from Air Force basic training at Lacklund. So the first part was fun. We went to the River Walk, saw some movies, hit Six Flags Fiesta Texas. All pretty typical. Day of the graduation ceremony my brothers…
You know how us black people love to refer to ourselves as “ethnic”
She can be both not-lying about feeling black and still be lying about actually being black. We have no way to judge the first, but there seems to be a pretty strong case on the second.
No, seriously. There are times where I have to follow a ridiculous chain of command to send an email to a staff member because it has to stay within the laws of the contract, or an email should be worded particularly to a certain parent ... there is a lot more legality in it than being able to have open conversations.…
I don't know. It's not a stereotype if she's basing it off her actual experience. Also, she's saying black men love her....not black men love big white women.
Can we reframe this? Instead of “OMG she said Black men!” flip the narrative to “Isn’t it great that many Black men don’t seem to have to same sick obsession with thinness that White men do? These men have somehow escaped the view that there is only one acceptable body size. What is it that makes them so mentally…
Can we go with Model or Supermodel who happens to be plus sized? I always feel like the focus is on the fact they are plus sized. Basically “here is a big person and here is what they do for a living” I have never met a person that described themselves as a PLUS sized Cardiologist.
Please let me know: Is there anything wrong with saying black men love me?
It always creeped me out that he was so insistent that they were his “girlfriends.” Stop writing those checks and see how friendly those girls are...
I know right? My jaw dropped at that.