kentuckienne
kentuckienne
kentuckienne

You can’t just throw it in the washing machine; he needs to get some down detergent, like this:

Huh, I hope she’s okay? I googled it but all I found were articles about how she has alopecia.

This was about 20 years ago, but I remember people chanting “We’ve got the rope/we’ve got the tree/now where’s the referee?” at a few high school football games in my small Kentucky town. I went to the city school (“The Admirals”), which was about 30% minority students, while the lily-white county school were “The

Did anyone else think that Viola Davis’ amazing pink gown was super heavy, or her shoes were super-uncomfortable? She seemed to have a hard time walking to the podium and I wasn’t sure why.

Well, here’s what she looks like dancing. Credit to Nina Paley for the .gif.

Umm, hello — “George of the Jungle” or nothing.

Sadly, Alexia Paganini did not change her costume; that Getty photo is mislabled. It’s actually Loena Hendrickx, who also wore red.

What the fuck, Gucci.

“I am raising my children to be humble, productive citizens who will treat all people with dignity, respect and empathy.”

I just bought a couple of these — thanks for the rec!

In addition to dressing like an extra from “Newsies”, Paul Fentz also danced to a jazz version of “Wonderwall.” It was... very weird.

The irony is that any non-Native American asking this question has ancestors who came from somewhere else, too.

I’m a little hesitant to post this, but speaking as a former high school theater geek; apparently Ithaca HS has ~1600 students, so it’s quite possible that whomever was in charge of casting had several strong candidates of different races/ethnicities to choose from when casting Esmerelda. But if it’s anything like my

Never haunted enough to quit, though.

You mean someone who believes he should be able to do whatever he wants did whatever he wanted? Quelle surprise.

Can two people with foot fetishes be together, though? Do you need one fetish-er and one fetishee? I’m not sure how it works.

Am I the only one who read the headline and thought that Tarantino once bit Fergie, Duchess of York?

This reminds me of the parable where a man is in peril, but declines a ride on a helicopter to safety because he believes God will save him. When he dies, he indignantly asks why God let him die. And God shrugs and says “I sent you a helicopter.”

Disclaimer: this is not about rape/sexual assault. But for a long time I believed that the circumstances of my parent’s divorce — my dad having an affair with a woman literally half his age, whom he later married — had no effect on me. I didn’t want to be a stereotype, a child fucked up by divorce. It’s only now, when