Just make the entire inside like the back of a cop car - all plexiglass and smooth surfaces. Enclose all electronics as well to keep idiots from fucking with them. Run each car through a pressure wash when it comes back.
Just make the entire inside like the back of a cop car - all plexiglass and smooth surfaces. Enclose all electronics as well to keep idiots from fucking with them. Run each car through a pressure wash when it comes back.
That strategy doesn’t work in DC either. You’ll get cut off and flipped off simultaneously. DC drivers are an angry bunch, yo.
“This newfangled ‘feminism’ thing sweeping the US by storm is ruffling quite a lot of feathers...”
Along with mockie. :-/
then there’s those weird ones like me, who were a B cup, if that, ballooned up to DD with first child, then deflated to sad little flappy spaniel ear A cups, then got bolt-ons that took me back to DD.
Venus seems to be decent. I’m eyeballing a few of their separates for summer...mainly because VS seems to have made all of their bottoms cheeky or more...
Power is power?
But they’re not happy unless EVERYONE gets to enjoy the happiness that is little babbies...unwanted or not.
“Sorry, ma’am, I was just checking to see if that was really a lady or—”
MisterDisco had a painful surgery to remove a giant tumor from the tendons in his wrist. When he asked about pain medication, his doctor (who was all of 30, maybe) asked drily, “Well, life is pain, isn’t it?”
I was wondering if I was the only one that noticed this.
Women are expected to add qualifiers to statements precisely for that reason. It makes us less “aggressive” and more “approachable”.
I’ve noticed that if I’m unsure of a statement, I’ll throw in a lot of qualifiers: I feel, kinda, it seems like, a little, maybe, sorta, -ish, or end a statement with a question: “I feel like it’s sort of not really what he meant, you know?”
do these people have hobbies? Lives? I’m mystified as to what they do all day. Scour the internet looking for shit to get offended at?
Starred for all the times I said “dear god, that is dreadful” while reading which was a lot more than once. D:
I literally got sick to my stomach reading this.
Let’s be delicate here.
winner winner chicken dinner
“Did you just pull down your pants to pee? Cover yourself, you fucking whore.”
Fuck her to teach a lesson, obvs. /s