Getting hit in the face with a hot dog is the wurst.
Getting hit in the face with a hot dog is the wurst.
Oh you just look at all these obvious gym goers from Cali you have triggered with your comment.
Prepare yourself. Butthurt manbabies are coming.
It’s funny, I’m looking at professional women fighters and there seems to be a lack of super curvy, stick skinny, E cups.
Boobs are hard to fight with. They’re incredibly painful if they get hit, they ruin good form and are generally just a pain in the ass. Even if a fighter has boobs, they’re strapped down and well…
It’s not the existence or nonexistence of these body types.
“There are women out here in real life that do have these body types.”
Good grief. Each time Mr. I said something stupid, he looked at his wife’s face and immediately realized he was stupid. His wife didn’t confront him because she didn’t need to. Mr. I manned-up and did his very best to take care of the family—and he did a pretty damn good job.
I think the real issue here is that they didn’t own it, but rather tried to deflect pretty heavily. I think Yoshida really nailed it by saying that his character designs are entirely because he likes pretty girls; it’s straightforward, honest, and admits that the designs are not meant to appeal to everybody. Being…
I think you dropped your fedorahood over there.
I don’t get where people are going with this “the author isn’t married, she wouldn’t know.” Wouldn’t know what, that men treat women like this and women are taught from childhood to take it? That even if in there are all types of issues in marriage, nobody should still take sexist, out-dated crap? If your husband…
Hey, so, just a thought: some of you are like, “CPM isn’t married,” and I am, and if my partner continually dug at my competence and independence, I’d ditch ‘em.
So are you trying to say that Bob is Sub-Parr?
You aren’t married are you
There is so much to love here besides the casual gun on the table. Let’s start with conspicuous cross necklace + same sad gray house “The Babadook” was filmed in
This is the creepiest thing I’ve seen this week, and I started watching The Handmaid’s Tale last night.
“The Case for Two Libations”
Rarely the good stuff.
AA meeting.
Or literally any trip to the concessions stand at any sporting event or concert, ever.
Somewhere Alex Jones is nodding vigorously as he removes his shirt. However, that’s not related to this story.