If by boring he means it won’t have the tone of a professional wrestling match crossed with a traveling pentacostal tent revival being conducted my chimpanzees, then yes, it will be boring!
If by boring he means it won’t have the tone of a professional wrestling match crossed with a traveling pentacostal tent revival being conducted my chimpanzees, then yes, it will be boring!
apparently it’s a bit mean lol. at least from what I read on ONTD. Also someone called Taylor Swift the “Beige Satan” on there which was pretty amazing.
I don’t mind “we are going to have a baby” because yes, after the baby is born, they will both, as parents, have a baby. For similar reasons I also give “we’re having a baby,” a pass. But “we are pregnant”? Ugh. No. No, no, no.
I love Trump. Love him. It’s like watching someone play Republican Mad Libs or something. He hits the right marks, sort of, in this weird, clumsy way. And somehow the base still eats it up.
It kind of reminds me of the dad in The Poisonwood Bible: single-minded, unyielding, unwilling to acknowledge that they might not know everything or might even (gasp!) be wrong. Of course, by the end of the book he’s been burned alive, so at least fiction gets it.
Every time I head about someone going on a “mission” trip to Central America, I shudder.
Not surprising considering the history and real legacy of Mother Theresa. Just following in her footsteps of actually hurting people instead of really helping. Luckily there are loads of amazing and cool nuns, but Mother Theresa and her order were/are not these people.
Another Carson article, another reason to throw this out there:
There’s nothing wrong with being a humanist, but saying you are in response to a question of whether you’re a feminist implies that humanism is an alternative belief system about equality of the sexes, when it has nothing to do with gender.
UM, “could you be a peach” sounds SUPER condescending, and the choice to use it on DAY TWO of a new job with your BOSS is just ... that’s incredibly bad judgment.
Now realize that is not actually a picture of Donald Trump naked, meaning that some very, very sick person with decent Photoshop skills spent time making that.
You should be banished to the pits of hellfire for this picture.
Right? I met my boyfriend in a bar, we got drunk and talked about Lord of the Rings. Then we made out.
I became somewhat close with a manicurist during a time when I was getting my nails done regularly. We weren’t friends, but I liked her and we did have real conversations about things. Among other things, she told me about how she and her husband got to America, beginning with paying someone to help them stow away on…
Richard Dawkins has done a great job of proving that just because you don’t believe in a deity doesn’t mean you can’t be an obnoxious bigoted asshole.
Leprosy Big Bird.