I'm a little sad that this story didn't end with the love egg hatching, and a cute little sex robot emerging, and then the sex robot deciding that the bomb disposal expert was its mama. The adventures they'd have.
I'm a little sad that this story didn't end with the love egg hatching, and a cute little sex robot emerging, and then the sex robot deciding that the bomb disposal expert was its mama. The adventures they'd have.
So I says to the guy, "that's no detonator: that's my wife!"
*Redacted*
How could one man raise such different children.
But it's absurd to object any time a rape is depicted on TV (which you guys seem too do pretty consistently) precisely because it is an altogether too common fact of life.
This is Marnie singing at the company party levels of embarrassing.
Brit here, so this might be gobbledegook to a lot of you: Toad in the hole with proper plump 90% pork Lincolnshire sausages. I put onions in the bottom of the tin, and the Yorkshire pud batter is always crispy round the edges and doughy in the middle, and crispy on the bottom. And oily. And oniony. And sausagey. Oh my…
Bread pudding with lots of real vanilla, cinnamon, raisins and too much sugar for normal people. Eaten warm straight from the pan.
Um, I'd write about Cheetoh porn because let's be real. There is no way Chester Cheetah is NOT a porn star.
Kids these days are so lazy. Why, in my day we had to crush our own Doritos over our pizza, and we had to walk through the snow to the convenience store uphill both ways to get them.
I would have thought that would be Mark Shrayber's beat.
He is apparently not familiar with the fact that people who are intoxicated to the point where they black out are too intoxicated to consent.
So she blacked out and then woke up in the middle of blowing a dude? Being blacked out means you can't give legal consent.
Yeah. I am comfortable making the assumption that 0% of unreported rapes are false accusations because by definition they, well, did not include any accusation.
Makes me wonder what Dorito porn is like. Dorito Does Dallas. I imagine a face full of cheese dust at the end.
I, for one, am glad that you are a former prosecutor given your affinity for anecdotal evidence.
nicely written, and of course it's ridiculous for him to make that comparison. the only discrepancy may be that there may be reasons to accuse a high profile athlete of sexual assault that dont apply in most cases, thus making it more likely statistically? maybe not a lot more so, there probably arent enough data…
Great to see we take fake blood on a white guy more seriously than real blood from a black guy.
MARK. NO!