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Which is ironic. I worked as a behavioral therapist for children with autism for years, and later worked for Johns Hopkins on a CDC-funded epidemiological study of autism, and if you have one child with autism, the odds significantly increase that future children will also fall on the spectrum. It’s especially high if

And what happens when this future baby #11 has autism or some other “imperfection”?

OK, I checked. The Second Best Exotic Marigold Hotel comes out on Blu-ray July 14

Below is the ad I saw next to the headline “Hugh Hefner Watched Porn & Masturbated While I ‘Fake F***ed’ Girls

The “victim” is either mentally ill or on some interesting drugs that are causing hallucinations. People in the walls?

I love you for the Salem trials “Goody Osborn” reference

Please explain to me how a flag that represents a failed state which existed for only 4 years can possibly be interpreted as representing “Just the love of the south”.

Those people are either lying or are ignorant of history. The Confederacy was an explicitly racist state.

This is why you’re my favorite.

I’m a sucker. Ungrayed!

Anoka Co really is some shameful shit. Funny thing is those wannabe rednecks think of it as being rebellious against us crazy progressive Minneapolitans. I mean, not enough to move to say IA or WI ‘cause it is so much nicer here, but they do like to bitch and moan.

Oooh, I like that. How about "a shriek" of teenage girls for the really obnoxious ones? And teenage boys are "a slouch." :)

But I WANT IT NOW!!!! :)

In Britain we call them a Discharge of Teens.

I believe the proper name for a group of teenage girls is a gossip.

all of these people are satanists

A whiteness of teenage girls ordering frappuccinos.

your cat sounds fucking incredible tbh

I don’t ever want to work at DQ now :/

I was in a Starbucks yesterday and a gaggle of teenage girls, (I feel like gaggle isn’t right for teenage girls. A flock? A murder? A murder.) a murder of teenage girls came in behind me. As I finished my order, the barista (who was a treasure of a human being and recommended a kick-ass fruit sauce for baked brie)