I still wouldn’t if A and B were true. I can’t even watch that trailer.
I still wouldn’t if A and B were true. I can’t even watch that trailer.
Viola Davis always walks like that. My sister and I always remark on how no matter what, she does the hunch shuffle. I don’t get it.
That is why I cannot listen to him at all. Gets a girl pregnant, asks her to abort, gets married to a different chick, girl moves on and goes to college, then he and new wife decide they want the baby, and even RENAME it. He’s just horrible.
Oh, that is Nicole Schott, my bad!
I agree, and I think it would be pretty messed up to cast a high school play based almost primarily on race. If a black student was the best singer but was deemed too dark-skinned, or an Asian student looked too Asian for the role? Would a white girl with brown hair been acceptable, but a white girl who happens to…
Almost—I read the headline and thought that it was saying that former Jezebel writer Jia Tolentino bit Fergie.
YES! SAME! (I mean I also have sexual trauma to deal with, but that’s irrelevant in this post).
SING MIKEY SING!!!! I will personally drive a bus to DC for you to throw people under! Name all the names! DOOO ITTT.
Shut your goddamn mouth.
This may be the first and last time I will ever say this, but DAMN I AM PROUD TO BE AN AUSTRALIAN CITIZEN RIGHT NOW. When the outcome was announced this morning I actually cried. Proper tears, like.
This one has fucked me up for the whole year now. It pops back into my brain once every two weeks or so.
BAHHHFIOWAWHATTHEFUCKKKK
That’s a fantastic story.
When a bunch of men decide they have the right to “[promote] childbirth” (by removing the rights of women), they better be birthing those children themselves.
And there I thought we had a separation of Church and State! Guess not!
A horrifying statement. Worse than the Handmaid’s Tale: at least in Gilead, the welfare of the baby after its birth was also valued. I believe them when they say that their interest is in promoting childbirth—nothing else.
I find myself typing/saying this quite a lot lately:
Blessed be the fruit.
My first thought too. And interestingly, all the jealousy I had as a child when my friends had siblings to play with has been eroded over the years as I’ve watched them fight and grow resentful. Some have lost parents and it’s brought out the worst in their sibling relationships, some have found that becoming parents…
So now it’s just he said vs she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said, she said,…