Meh, it’s about like our video games like Battlefield or COD where we go and fight some shadowy threat in some nameless Asiatic country, but it’s pretty well implied that it is China when they’re screaming at you in Mandarin. Same goes for any random middle eastern country...
Fuck yeah, 360° Noscope!
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I clarified that, I believe. I discussed it as Christian tradition, not gospel. And I even included that Catholics debate it, but no one considers any of its properties settled or canon. I am not a Catholic myself, but I did run it by a few Catholics as well.
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In 1995, Pixar released Toy Story, and it couldn’t have dropped at a better time.
The moment that I knew graphic novel American Born Chinese was something special, and real, was in its second…
You and me both, brother, you and me both.
I just recently got to the “I don’t give a fuck” level about showing my pale fat body. It’s so freeing to be able to go the beach and not even be bothered by what people are thinking. I went with my sister recently and she refused to walk down the beach without her cover-up on, and it was so weird to think that would…
Yes! My friends are all younger than me by 4-5 years and they know I am the Elaine Benes of their peer group (one of them even shouted ‘Oh my god, I can see WKIF horribly dancing from here’! one night). I prefer the Mariah Carey school of dance in which you stand by those who are dancing and then you give the illusion…
I’m 5 years older than my boyfriend and some of his friends are 5 years younger than him. That means nightly texts at 11pm that “everyone” is meeting at some shitty EDM bar and we totally have to come out!!1! No. NO. No no no no. It’s 11pm on a weeknight. I have to work in the morning. Go away, children.
I had a coworker ask me to dance at a Christmas party once and I gave him my best April Ludgate and said “DOES IT LOOK LIKE I DANCE? NO. It looks like I sit at home and smoke pot and listen to records.”
He laughed and bought me a beer and we talked about music all night.
And WOW I just got really, really sad because I…
YAS. FUCK dancing.
pretending to enjoy going to clubs.
shitty music, douchey bros, overpriced drinks, and I’ve finally come to terms with the fact that it’s perfectly okay that I don’t dance.
do. not. dance.
Giving a shit about my physical appearance.
- Caring whether a bar or a restaurant is cool.
alcohol.
At what age are you allowed to stop doing bullshit things you no longer feel like doing with the excuse “I’m too old…
Dalton Maldonado was the starting point guard for Betsy Layne High School in Kentucky. But even though that’s an…
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