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Advanced age is a quality that I admire in racist lunatics.

My mom has done this a time or two, and she’s always been like, “Huh, I guess you’re at work right now?”

I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT THAT PART.

Nothing else to say, except laughing my ass off at someone else’s expense shouldn’t feel this good.

It was for real. I think the one mentioned in the movie was 1-3-5, but yeah 5-7-9 was a thing. I think the one in my hometown was shut down by the time I was in high school in ‘01.

For real. This is just like when 5-7-9 went out of business.

I’m scheduled to defend my thesis this summer, and I have a couple of good leads for jobs. This, along with watching the rug get ripped out from underneath O’Reilly, Tami Lauren, and Alex Jones, has made this year much more bearable.

Lol, same. Between this and the Alex Jones case, it’s been a very schadenfreude-y week.

I’m a little young to remember riot grrrl movement, so when I discovered Ex Hex, I was pretty much discovering Mary for the first time. I loved that album. I discovered it after its release in the last half of 2014, and listened to it pretty heavily and if anyone asked me about it, I would not shut up. I was stoked to

A couple of days this January, it got really cold, and I grabbed a heavy sweater off my boyfriend’s side of the closet. He didn’t mind, but he thought it was sad that I didn’t have a heavy, warm, but fashionable sweater for myself. We went to the mall one day, and I showed him: all the sweaters for women were either

THOSE SHOES THO.

Ah, well. Congrats! The fashion pendulum has swung in your direction!

Precisely! If you have anything above an A cup and plan to do anything other than standing/sitting still, have fun having a boob pop out of one of these.

I like your username

S Town is soooo fucking wild. I grew up in Texas, but both of my parent’s families are from Mississippi, and I feel like I know people like John B and his family. The family drama surrounding John’s death is almost exactly like my paternal grandfather’s passing...my dad was absolutely convinced there was a will, but

Aren’t these the same guys that grew up with stories about how Delilah ruined Samson?

Nah, I went to a tiny branch campus of a public university in Texas.

Dude, I don’t know what he was thinking, except that he made the right choice to never voice those opinions in class.

YES.

lol, ok, cool for you. I also like not feeling like death at work, which starts at 7am. To each his own :)