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People were defending Brooklyn because everyone was being mean while he was trying for new careers, but I think the heat is justified. He jumps into new things and then tries to use all of his connections and resources to immediately shoot to success. He has no respect for the craft or the people or the journey to

Please never speak about economics ever again. Take a look at how much the net worth of the 20 richest Americans increased over the last couple years. It’s corporate profits driving inflation, not soccer moms buying extra water bottles for their kids.

“I told him to stop looking at me!”

Face it, at some point Kanye is going to get into a feud with his reflection in a mirror.

God I hate football on Christmas. It was so much fun having people grumbling and complaining all day that their chosen group of strangers a thousand miles away wasn’t throwing a ball around as good as the other group of strangers. It honestly kind of ruined the whole day. Not to mention all the stadium workers and

Yes, there is potential for abuse in every sorts of relationship. But the heterosexual ones are the most likely to leave women in the morgue.

Just like your namesake, you lost. Time to move on.

I don’t feel any need to explain myself. My decision is final.

This. And let me just say: I am sick and tired of seeing graphic, over the top rape scenes in media. It ruins so many shows and movies for me because it just feels so unnecessary (I’M LOOKING AT YOU, OUTLANDER).

I don’t have to see a woman screaming and begging for her rapist to stop while she winces in pain to know

In Coppola’s movie, though, we see him lunge at her on the bed, saying, “I’ll show you how a real man makes love to his woman.” “Stop,” she says. After some struggling, he gets up and we hear him offscreen in the bathroom. The camera stays trained on a crumpled Priscilla. The screen fades to black. The wariness

True; it’s really just gossip, isn’t it? I guess you figure it’s just a coincidence you read it in a gossip column. A gossip column called Dirt Bag. A gossip column called Dirt Bag that you clicked on and read. You see where I’m going with this?

“You wanted to score, but I wanted more”

Possible hook-lines
“You had the under and I had the over”
“You alligator-armed my heart”

I can’t wait for her to write a song about this

His apology text is pretty telling, he knows he did something very wrong.

Man, it takes a lot to get kicked out of one of these shows. I’ve been a subscriber to my city’s broadway series (just saw that Beetlejuice show this summer, it’s good!) for years. I think I’ve only seen one person escorted out in that time, and they were drunk and making an unholy racket. I’ve seen people reprimanded

I was genuinely more shocked she was in a theater to watch a performance, than by her subsequent behavior.

I am CRYING with laughter - what a fucking loser she is.

“Do you know who I am?”

Let’s not conflate expecting friends to “immediately denounce” those who do bad things with expecting them to refrain from making public statements discrediting the victims. I know there are those who expect the former as well, but there is a distinction worth making here.