How about not teaching them about Santa in the first place? I have friends doing this with their kids now, and it's not smashing moral fibers or devastating childhoods. It seems pretty simple and awesome, actually.
How about not teaching them about Santa in the first place? I have friends doing this with their kids now, and it's not smashing moral fibers or devastating childhoods. It seems pretty simple and awesome, actually.
Yes. Thank you. I lived in California at the time of Prop 8. The way folks came down on people of color was the weirdest form of racism I've experienced.
Yes. And when one of them messages you, it's strange. I imagine them being surprised while they do it, eyebrows raised but compulsively typing anyway.
I call BS, unless he's reeeeally well-hung (in which case, congratulations). A boyfriend of mine (who was admirably large, come to think of it) once sheepishly admitted to me that he did it "just to give the boys some air" when I irritatedly asked him to please shut his legs a foot. Honestly, no one is THAT big.
"Ask For It" is a great book (directed toward women) about pay disparity and how to overcome it at work. Since reading it, when I'm offered a position I really stick to my guns about pay, and it works every time. It's all a numbers game, and the worst thing they can do is say no.
Yeah. I'm going to go against the grain here, agree with you, and say this actually describes my partner to a T. (Not all partners I've had though.)
As a POC who lives near Boulder, I am constantly met by the "I'm so liberal I can't be racist" attitude. This letter is par for the course.
Um, I knew Cory as well (not in the biblical sense). No rainbow there.
I knew Cory when I was in undergrad (he was a law student at my alma mater, and served as an RA for my residential college). Believe it or not, he is just as he appears. Kind, funny, smart, handsome. I wasn't surprised about that fire incident; I actually cringed when I heard about it, because to cynical minds that…
I'm also part of the throw-down-a-towel camp. Two things help with my cramps: orgasms and exercise. Some blood doesn't let him off the hook.
Yes to this. The title of this story put me off a little. I work with amputees. Most people just want to talk about what everyone else talks about. It's a a big change, yes, but a matter-of-fact one. They're people. You just talk to them like everyone else, no "script" necessary.
My partner recently started a job wherein he has to wear ties. Freaking hot. I do wish we were a tad more formal these days (both men and women), but then again, I'm glad tuxedos are no longer standard at weddings.
Rare to see a response in this issue that respects geological time/science. Props.
I laughed out loud. Somewhat guilty-feeling, but man. Hilarity.
"...what the? You [bang bang] Incompetent [bang bang] Fool."
Jealous here. My city has a pit bull ban (which has been shown to affect dog bite statistics not one damn bit). First world problem, sure, but I want to adopt one so bad.
I had the same thought. I don't think it's farfetched to say molestation is under-reported, and far more likely to occur to a nine year-old. I mean, does playing doctor get that intense?
I am just now reaching this point; in fact my boyfriend and I were discussing this over dinner tonight. They found the dismembered body of a 10 year old girl in my city this week, and it's been on the news for *hours* every day. Last night, a guy fleeing the police kicked down the door of one of my neighbors and…
Holy shit, I've never seen this. BEST GIF OF ALL TIME.
Yeah. I have a friend who is now a sex offender because he got caught skinny dipping in college, with other college kids. That seems ridiculous to me, and totally waters down the "sex offender" tag.