
We’ve written a lot about cultural appropriation on this website and usually the conversation that follows doesn’t…
We’ve written a lot about cultural appropriation on this website and usually the conversation that follows doesn’t…
Big fat fluffy taaaaaiiiiiiil WANT
I’m jealous of everyone here that owns a cat.
I knooooooooooooooow! He needs to come live with me. Sorry, roommates with allergies, but our love will not be denied.
My cat looks a lot like that! She’s not that fat but she is that fluffy.
Gahhhh! That black cat. I want it. It’s so faatt. Squish.
Cats are adorable, but they also couldn’t give less of a shit about you, your life or your struggles. Especially if…
TWO WHOLE YEARS AGO. Like, did color TV even exist then?
It’s always nice to meet an 80-year-old geezer in a 14-year-old’s body.
They didn’t know! It wasn’t on social media yet, so they didn’t know!
I’m sorry, but he was already engaged. To me.
“...twitter was still fresh and we had never heard of anyone getting in trouble for posting anything on social media...”
I had a horrible mouth when I was a kid (I called my sister the c-word on multiple occasions), and I would NEVER use racial slurs. You can’t say shit like that and then try to claim you’re not racist.
Hopefully this will head off the inevitable comments of, “But weren’t we all awful as teenagers? Haven’t we all said something we regret?” I regret saying I was going to marry John Taylor of Duran Duran. That’s about it.
The only slur I ever uttered in my whole life was “Polack”, and that was when referring to myself. I could be an asshole as a 14-year-old too, but certainly was never a racist asshole. Reminds me of why I can’t stand the human race and prefer the company of my kitties.