It’s maddening when a woman’s life is to who she married or who her offspring is. My obituary will read “no one’s wife and mother of none is dead; therefore, no one cares.”
erynn
erynn_191
Jumped out like a neon sign.
Pretty sure this says she read a tweet while making pancakes, not sent one.
“You’ve gotta stop with this pro-woman feminism stuff. Nobody wants that. It kills the fantasy.”
“You’ve gotta stop with this pro-woman feminism stuff. Nobody wants that. It kills the fantasy.”
Mandroid
Reply to christine blah blah ford:
Good one. They need to cordon off an area of Flatbush, rename it Flatass and move her there.
Whose woman is this?
Trying so, so hard not to make jokes about how Flatbush is probably a good description of this woman.
Good. Obviously the woman is a fucking menace to society.
I really wish I had gone to law school. I would find a law office to partner with in NYC (I’m in MD) and then pro-bono sue her ass for harassment and defamation and any other arcane legal mumbo-jumbo I could drum up. At the very least costing her money and many many hours of having to say “Can you believe what this…
Oh, so she still beggin’ for an ass-whoopin’, then?
Your comment reminds me of that old King of the Hill episode, where Cotton correctly identifies the new neighbors as Laotian.
On the one hand I agree with you.
I think the Stop Being Racist hero would die from exhaustion unless their other super power was immortality.
Every brown hispanic person is a “Mexican” to racists.
“She told my son no. She lied her ass off. She thought she could get away with it,”
Also, it’s not like she says no to the coupon right away; she had to verify that it was okay, but the guy had no patience.