Simone Biles—an elite gymnast, a Nike athlete, a champion so great there is a move named after her
Simone Biles—an elite gymnast, a Nike athlete, a champion so great there is a move named after her
“My problem is that I wanted to live millions of dollars’ worth but could never then or no answer why I deserved the extravagance of this existence.”
They’re both about freeing a land (and a hot lady) from a tyrant. It ain’t Socrates, but you’re fundamentally restoring the peaceful rule of law.
Counterpoint: Go fuck yourself, running dog swine. Repressing free speech is still a choice.
Would “Auntie-Ji” be affectionate in some contexts, or is it just a burn?
If you quote that fucking Discworld novel in these comments, you are CANCELLED FOREVER.
I’m American, but my Scottish fiance is baffled. He thinks it might be an analogue for “seeing a man about a horse”.
A “gee” is Irish for vagina, is that maybe the context in which you’re seeing it? Otherwise I only know it as “good game.”
I think the conversation about “Ok boomer” in the US is much the same as “gammon” in the UK. Like, there are certainly elements of race and class there. When you picture a gammon, you picture David Cameron. But Priti Patel is also a gammon, in spite of her age and race and gender. Likewise, Turning Point USA merits an…
It’s not likely, but it’s possible that being stored next to hot equipment in the kitchen could have partially deoxycarbolated some of the THC-A. There’s certainly enough fat in the nuggets and McDouble to make any THC largely bioavailable.
I just really wish there were a blog that would cover the nexus of sports, politics, and culture, though.
You can call me Jardner Jlint Jinshew II.
What does shark taste like? I’m thinking swordfish, but moreso?
It would be such a balm for the soul for a jury to definitively say “We have considered all the evidence and weighed every legal argument, and upon deliberation concluded that yes, this man is a lying motherfucker.”
Tina Fey has mentioned that she just wanted to name a character after Janis Ian, whom she adored.
If the Ancient and Benevolent Order of the Lynx were real, I’d show up out front screaming “All circles vanish!” for real.
Then I look forward to bathing in their blood when the revolution comes and we execute the class traitors.
Then s/he just shouldn’t go to Starbucks. You can’t stick it to The Man by still buying their products but fucking over their employees.
I went on a tour a few years ago -- in spite of being one of the more restrained Newport cottages, it is tacky as fuuuuuuuuuck. Versailles, but make it new money. Why have one stained glass window when you can have fifteen, plus a dozen crystal chandeliers? Also, let’s carve our ugly made-up coat of arms on…
Give me Catherine the Great, but make it Snuggie.