dirtydoppleganger
DirtyDoppleganger
dirtydoppleganger

Yup.

That might have happened if he violated his wife’s orders. She basically told him that the days of the son(Willie) wrasstling gators and the husband(Junior) doing the shooting were over. That from then on Willie would do the shooting. In any event Willie and Junior split up when Willie formed his own boat team.

Actually, I’m even surprised there are more than one victim considering that he’s a filmmaker and photographer. He could get all the trophies he needs to relive molesting just one victim and have it last him a lifetime.

You also can’t claim “Very few people who are old enough to remember the case in the early 90s believe Dylan” because there’s no accurate way to measure that. What can be said, however, is that, most often, when people have expressed doubt about Dylan’s story, it has been based on misinformation like you have here

would you take a look at his web site? It’s obvious he’s a “they.” But thanks for the condescending tolerance lesson.

Exactly. Rapid fire mmmmm to mmmmno. (And I would say “samesies”, or “twinsies” since I had the exact same reaction, but those are also blights upon our language.) So yeah, I experienced a similar response.

Right? He’s going to be some woman’s hot, yet extremely disappointing honeymoon fuck.

Look. People who defend these virginity types act like it’s a neutral, thus totally respectable choice. But guys/women like this think the rest of us pro-sex people are sluts and used cars. So I have zero inclination to respect their choice. I respect their right to make it, but not the choice itself. Fuck’em.

“Flood my guts” just might be the grossest thing I’ve read today. In this bleak and vile cesspool that is the internet, that’s downright impressive. I’m not sure what the prize is, but you win it.

Nope - he can flood my guts. I won’t even keep a condom in the same room.
“Make me pregnant daddy”

If anyone ever needed a demonstration of how dangerous cognitive dissonance can be, it's this.

All the rage. I have no sympathy for this woman. She is a monster. She and presumably her husband drove their daughter to suicide and are showing no remorse. Fuck them. I hope Leelah comes back as a vengeful J - horror type spirit and exacts her revenge. I hope they step on Legos everyday. I hope forever have

I honestly just feel sorry for this woman, because she's lost something beautiful, but she's too limited to ever really know it.

Wow. Now that would be epic. I love durian (and I'm a random white Mexican girl) but I still think the durian slogan should be: "durian: when you want loved ones to wonder whether or not you eat feces."

Right? I am disgusting and will eat a container in one day if I'm not careful. Honestly, this is a better plan than Dave might have realized. Ply me with enough yummy stuff and I'll make out with you.

I gifted Garden Durian Cream Wafers this New Years to a friend with instructions they were for him only. This meant everyone eventually tried them last night. They're best summed up by the quote, "Even Doritos and alcohol aren't covering up these durian belches!" They'll put a serious damper on most kissing unless

Cheese breath is a no. Crackers are cool.

This man is a bitter bitter man. If he likes dudes I would have happily kissed him. Instead I ate cheese and crackers by myself.