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This is surely a traumatic event for a child, facing the terror of having to leave a safe place.

Jewelry definitely counts. Ghosts in the Graveyard is fun/terrifying. One person is “it” and they hide. Then everyone else searches for the “ghost”/“it” and the person who finds the ghost yells “Ghosts in the Graveyard!” Then everyone runs to “base” to be safe, while the ghost tries to tag someone/multiple people.

It’s not just the long summer vacations. It’s the feelings that came with the long summer vacations...

...and I’ll bet Rooney is still making less than Casey

Don’t you mean “in my mouth” or “whispered hotly in my ear”?

You blowhard!

If it makes you feel better, James, I hate that song.

Spicey has an appropriate response:

Similar to the “Well, think of your mother/daughter/wife!” argument. YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE TO RELATE IT TO YOURSELF, A RELATIVE, OR PEOPLE JUST LIKE YOU TO UNDERSTAND SOMEONE ELSE. YOU SHOULD JUST HAVE EMPATHY FOR HUMAN BEINGS LIKE A NORMAL FUCKING PERSON!

I definitely read “ducks” as “dicks” at first glance. Now THAT would have been a good question.

I always sing his name in my head when I read it. Making him even douchier.

As someone living in the Midwest, I’d like that person to stay away. We have enough ignorant people here, thank you! (Many non-ignorant people, as well, but definitely enough ignorant people.)

Jeff Sessions: only slightly less awful than Hans Frank

(Edited to delete because my comment was covered by the article itself...apparently I missed the last bit. I’m an idiot.)

Absolutely.

That’s what I came here to say! What a douche canoe! (douche Titanic?)

Ahhh yes, the power of “belief.” A common theme with these ya-hoos.

That is the exact comparison my mind made. Conspiracies abound!

Everyone’s curls are different, but I can make some recommendations. Unfortunately, curly hair can “matte” easily, so it’s not conducive to running your fingers through it once it’s dry (hence my great distress during my high school years when touchable silky “Rachel hair” was all the rage). You may not be able to