that’s a worry of mine too, that my daughter will run into someone like this, but even worse, i’m afraid for my son.
that’s a worry of mine too, that my daughter will run into someone like this, but even worse, i’m afraid for my son.
i disagree. what’s so deeply ingrained in our culture is that men are supposed to take what they want using violence, that that’s the proper thing for a man to do. even though it’s explicitly wrong, still it’s known that under the right circumstances a man is *supposed* to behave that way. a *real* man is, at least.
pfft, you were just too cool for seventh grade is all.
no, nothing’s fundamentally changed, it’s just a lot of men have the same sort of experience you did. it’s a common experience. it’s only ever the occasional man that goes on a killing spree about it because the experience makes them feel emasculated, they’ve internalized a toxic conception of masculinity, and to…
well, do remember, (though i’m sure you’re intimately aware of it), that being on the internet encourages every kind of obnoxiousness.
i’ll kill yoshi every day, i don’t care. yoshi a fair-weather friend that’ll abandon you at the first sign of trouble. forget him.
honestly, if it isn’t just exploration for the sake of exploration, i’ll be disappointed.
that would be ideal!
top image on b3ta this morning:
i always used to think i didn’t like coffee until this last thanksgiving when we got some coffee from a friend in hawaii. i tried a cup after dinner, and it was really good! but then i didn’t sleep that entire night.
black tea is really begging for milk and sugar. why do you want to keep them apart? they’re a family!
yeah, but neither describes these types of guys though, so there’s no possible ambiguity.
hey, i like you. no joke.
maybe she thought she could get off altogether.
i can’t conceive of a way that a death penalty can be executed wherein anyone wins.
related: http://www.slate.com/blogs/the_slat…
i see that a lot. it reminds me of a story i heard once. a man was visited by an angel who offered to grant him any wish with the proviso that what ever he would be granted, his neighbor would be granted double. after thinking about it briefly he said to the angel, “okay, cut out my eye.”
when i read that line, i hear donald trump’s voice. anyone else?
i smoked for ten or eleven years, and over that time i tried to quit over and over for the usual reasons. then one day i was out in my car on my lunch break rolling cigarettes for the rest of the day, as usual, and i thought, “wouldn’t it be funny if i just threw away all my tobacco and papers and never smoked again?”…