She planned the whole thing to upstage the bride. Taylor is very much in control of her image and I’m shocked you can’t see through it.

This is so impressive I can’t even.

Yeah, why only one sic in the quotation? They could have been sprinkled throughout, like ants at a picnic...

meotional distress

Wait! Could this be why women are often afraid to use official channels to report sexual harassment? Nah. Probably just lying sluts.

Clicking on the links and reading the attached articles, I always wonder, why is it that in pretty much every shooting, there’s a “_____ was so nice, _____ is this, here is ______’s family background.”

So, enlighten us, MRAs: How are women supposed to know which of you fucks will pull this on them or not?

yes, we are, and I thank people for calling me (and other whites) out on our bullshit so we can at least try to learn things.

I curse the person who brought this troll out of the greys.

White women are just as terrible as white men.

ooh! Ooh! My mom’s family is from S. Florida, so “family vacation” always meant “visit Gramma and Grampa in Ft. Lauderdale. Cool. It has a beach! My grandparents live like, on the damn beach so my brother and I would jump out of the car, throw on a swim suit and run head long into the water on a semi public-ish beach…

Don’t know many fucking lawyers, do you?

Sweary Fucking Lawyers Unite, Goddamnit.

I would.

I would.

No i would.

This is the second time you’re making this comment. Clearly you’re not interested in opposing opinions but I’ll make my piece anyway: I would be okay with this woman being in the NAACP and rocking these hairstyles if she was honest about her racial background. But that wasn’t enough for her. She had to take on the…

I thought it was Lego for small children.

Not so much a cake disaster, but when I went to thank the Catering staff for doing a fantastic job, I found them all in the kitchen having a slice of the cake (after they had served it to all of the guests of course. Some of the wait staff froze in fear. I think the head Caterer had forgotten to tell them we had…

My version of protesting the dress code was coming up with the most obnoxious outfit possible that didn’t violate the dress code and daring someone to punish me. This involved Christmas lights, duct tape and a cape.