“But 👏 how 👏 is 👏 the 👏 dick?”
I see a violation, a non specific action, and am probably trying to predict plot lines. It has all the red herrings of a rape scene, but the show’s purpose is to confuse you.
I hope you like it - I loved it.
I’m going to take the creators at their word and say that it’s not just because they want to trivialize sexual violence and objectification.
The question the show is asking is at what point do they cease to be any different from us, if they break their programming and become capable of free will, just like we are. It’s questioning the nature of humanity, not of consent.
Ten years ago, I would mix a little bit of grey hair dye, a tiny bit of this orange-brownish color and pink Manic Panic together and called it “Dusty Rose.” It was purty.
I call people I don’t like “dusty bitches”.
Dusty Rose sounds like they’re destined to be a Rock of Love contestant.
Maybe she can hang out with Keith Urban and Nicole Kidman’s daughter Sunday Rose. “Dusty! Sunday! Stop teasing the dog and come eat your lunch!”
Step 1-Step 47: date all the menz, write all the songz
Look at me here stanning for Taylor Swift but here I go.
Can I get some penny candy and a bolt of gingham?
Thanks. On certain Saturdays, I like pretending that I run a General Store in the ‘40s.
I like anyone who uses the term “good egg.”