Generations of kids were raised on cow’s milk and were none the worse for it. Chill.
You can have your dietary preferences, but what gives you the right to call others’ sustenance “gross?” I might have certain personal opinions about some weird vegan substitutes, but I would never say that what you put into your mouth is “gross.”
Lol Mark Wahlberg literally said this: “If I had been on one of those planes, 9/11 wouldn’t have happened.” But you were not on those planes and 9/11 happened, so basically you want to be called a hero for something that you did in your Hollywood infused fantasies.
My fellow Americans,
Aw, life is so hard! READING?! What a burden! Definitely better to just spout off your hawt taeks without even a cursory skim that would have made it abundantly clear that 20 other people have brought up the same exact point. You’re a gem. Please, tell me more of your opinions! I bet they’re really important and…
There are never enough babies to kill.
“he’d love to set himself on fire and die over it, if his Christian beliefs didn’t prevent him.” My favorite kind of hypothetical. I’d love to have flown up and stopped the 9/11 planes with my iron fists, but I don’t have iron fists, I can’t fly, and can’t stop more than a soccer ball kicked to me by my three year…
"I hate women terminating a clump of cells inside their own body so much that I would SET MYSELF ON FIRE AND DIE TO PROVE THAT I'M SO PRO-LIFE."
And again, the fact that it might not be an ideal source of protein doesn’t change the fact that it’s often one of the only available sources of protein for poor families. And yes, it is easy—thanks for pointing that out. Funnily enough, the adults in poor families are often busy working long hours at low-paying jobs,…
That’s what caught my eye as well, so many questions.
I also don’t necessarily take her at her word that her kid is not overweight
I ate entire packages of double stuffed oreos as a child (and maybe yesterday. And the day before that. And the day before that), how am I not selling my body on the street corner for some of that sweet, delicious oreo creme?
Bread to go along with the potato? Say what now?
Of course it is. If you’ve ever been at work eating a less-than-perfect lunch, someone will give you a big old dose of snobbery. Simultaneously, if you are eating a salad and some nuts, someone else will shame you for dieting.
I’m pretty sure that DOES mean you’re a bad person. Not caring at all seems way beyond burn-out to me.
How funny would it be if THAT was one of the things they were in to? Barf-play.
And that’s the problem. People need their neat narrative. The victim has to be the right kind of innocent and then match the political leanings of the beholder to earn sympathy, forget about justice. As horrible as she was, she did nothing to deserve having her face smashed to shit. The police deal with criminals,…
Woody Allen movies are essentially Nicholas Sparks novels for pseudo-intellectuals (or for a better visual, Woody Allen movies are essentially Nicholas Sparks novels with hipster glasses on): they’re formulaic, predictable, enforce shitty sexist stereotypes, are a little squicky, take themselves far too seriously,…