I enjoyed this article more than anything I’ve read on the internet in months.
I enjoyed this article more than anything I’ve read on the internet in months.
This is the best teen week article. Decision made.
Bet this kind of bullshit law wouldn’t even be a thought if men could get pregnant.
Remember when Shia LaBeouf was on the cover of Vanity Fair being called the next Tom Hanks?
Gahhh, that’s not a face, it’s a Cinnabon!
Holy crap this makes me so angry! What a truly awful human being. She is very fortunate that cancer isn’t caused by “what (we) do to bring this into (our) lives”. She’d be screwed.
My husband proposed whilst we were both sitting in our beaten up car that was parked in the driveway of our first home. (This home was wonky, had a water heater that worked 70% of the time and was missing paint) He didn’t offer a ring as he didn’t have the money for one but, he did have the beautiful words of Elton…
Okay, I have to ask it. What is all this nonsense use of the word “clapped” I keep seeing all over the place. Christie Brinkley “clapped” her car doors? She gave them a round of applause? I keep seeing all these headlines “Minor celebrity ‘clapped’ back at fat shamers.” I picture people aggressively applauding their…
But also, don’t assume that people don’t want Taco Bell, maybe? This is how we got stuck with Trump even after all the polling told us it would never happen. There are plenty of people who could be offered a gourmet meal and they would turn it down for something more familiar and far, FAR less delicious.
A real man doesn’t tend another man’s taters.
Dude, you and Beyonce signed a contract to become the most powerful couple in music together. Nothing about this is or ever was real, including the accusations of cheating or the contrite response to them (and at least one of her pregnancies to boot).
I think the two could be hand-in-hand. If people find a way to prolong their lives significantly more—or become immortal—human overpopulation would be the last straw to trigger the collapse of all ecosystems and a mass loss of life.
It’s oddly comforting to discover other people feel this way. My husband is always talking about how we’ll live to be 150 so we can be together for so many years, and I just think about how that sounds great, except for everything that would be happening around us.
The latter. Definitely the latter.
That is the STUPIDEST thing you could have written.
Embarrassing confession : When I was 6 or 7, I was madly in love with Davy Jones from The Monkees, so at bedtime and before I went to sleep, I’d place a doll between my legs and then wake up in the morning next to my imaginary husband to exclaim, “Oh Davy, look! We had a baby while we were sleeping!”