That’s the most important takeaway from this. the Alt-right thinks they’re disrupting the status-quo, when really they’re just reenforcing it.
That’s the most important takeaway from this. the Alt-right thinks they’re disrupting the status-quo, when really they’re just reenforcing it.
That’s just “conservative humor”. It’s almost always mean-spirited with plenty of misogynistic, homophobic, xenophobic jokes.
A millions gallons of THIS.
This. Pretty sure swastikas came and went about 70 years ago, that’s not hip.
Really fucking tired of people pretending like the same racist, sexist, homophobic shit that’s gone on forever is somehow ‘anti-establishment’ or ‘edgy.’ That is just the status quo.
Friend - has it really gotten weirder, or are we just older and more sober now?
That’s why Obama needs to jump on doing something about this FAST. Of course, all of the Trump supporters will act like it’s because he’s upset that she lost and so unjustified.
I have a drag queen who lives in my basement and has a room just for gowns so Barbra Streisand and I are the pretty much the same person.
This is probably my favourite comment in this entire thread.
I keep picturing myself stumbling out of a post-apocalyptic wasteland and into Babs’ abandoned Malibu estate. And then finding the perfectly preserved mall in the basement. And treating myself to a post-apocalyptic froyo.
I once dated and extremely wealthy (big family money) young man who had a restaurant on one of his many properties. Like an entire building that was an actual restaurant just smack in the middle of his property. A chef just hung out there all the time (I guess?) just waiting for him to bring friends / ladies to cook…
Needs more dryer sheets. Boyfriend puts on top of some, cat drags in to litter box. It’s really weird and gross, because now it smells like cat shit and dryer sheets in my basement mall.
I just imagine these super-rich people getting tired trying to visit all their stuff.
This is a level of money where I can’t decide if I’m jealous, impressed, annoyed, or some kind of unholy combo of the three.
Now I will forever resent my basement. It has cat litter, spiders and a lot of random old stuff I don’t know what to do with. It would not make a nice store. Also, it’s fucking gross.
I looked at the pictures of her basement mall and all of a sudden my teenage commie rage came out and I was all like, "What is this bourgeoisie bullshit??!"
There's such a thing as too much money.
Well now I have discovered a dream I never knew I had: having frozen yogurt in Barbra Streisand’s basement mall.