It’s like a campfire story Trump would tell his children. “And then, a middle class couple moved in downstairs. BOOO!”
“There’s only one thing that would have scared him out faster than us.”
if i had the money id buy it and then covert it into affordable housing and watch the rich people shit their pants
“With braids like that, Harriet won’t marry until she is at least twenty fifteen!”
I wonder if the mothers judge the other mothers on the quality of their daughter’s braids. Instead of “omg her child is so misbehaved!” it’s “did you see the shoddy braid work on little Mary? Her mother should be ashamed!” I bet the gossip in these circles is GOLD.
Pretty braids is in their job description
also its science
“The rectum is an exit, not an entrance”
Anna, I hope Gawker Media is also footing a massive bar tab for this because I know I couldn’t do this sober without my head exploding all over the pink elephant fetus merch.
Actually it’s from my very favorite Hollywood Blog By a Sassy Gay Latino, Dlisted. His word imagery is spectacular. I imagine Morrow as some pillow-biter screaming at you to TRY HARDER. His hair is just too severely manicured to be anything else.
Probably not in his experience, though.
Anyone that obsessed with gay and bi sex- 110% guaranteed. I’ll take the under.
Countdown to his Grindr profile being discovered in 3, 2...
So basically, this is where we print shirts that basically spell out:
UNION YANKEES, NORTH-SOUTH BOWL CHAMPS 1865
Isn’t it Confederate Heritage Month everyday in Mississippi? Seems redundant.
Now mind you, it’s BEYONCE who is being racially divisive and preventing us from moving on from the past.
I assume one celebrates confederate heritage by having one's neighbor from the north side of the street come over and kick one's ass and then burn one's house down, and then one tells maudlin tales to the younger generations, romanticizing the event as a fight for state's rights.