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Y'know, if we'd just smile and spread our legs for fuck's sake, none of this would even happen. It's like we don't even WANT to stop the problem.

BUT, Kanye! By the way, Galatoire's is fancy but... it's also where you'd totally expect to run into a bachelorette party AND Kanye, no doubt about it. It's like that one year at Christmas when your mom decided to host a party that required "semi formal attire" (so she could see you in a dress and with your bangs out

I dunno, I suspect is an element of self-defense. Time will tell.

As Melanie mentioned, Better than Bouillon makes a vegetable broth base, and the addition of peanut butter, ginger, lime and cilantro would also be fantastic.

I think it's pretty interesting as a social commentary piece highlighting everything you've pointed out, honestly.

I mean.. I agree, but kind of not the point.

I think it's because we're the easier scapegoat, honestly.

I lived in Florida for a couple of years when I was a teenager, and can say that a working class neighborhood in FL bears a striking resemblance to every working class neighborhood I've ever lived in in New York, or even Connecticut (where we weren't so working class anymore). Just with less Confederate flags.

I'm originally from Texas, with some other Southern states thrown into my early-childhood mix, then a move to Northern Virginia, CT, and NY after that, and have learned to be a good mimic as well. But, dissertation ahead.

I love it. :) They're so great for those situations.

As long as the wholesale is actually in the reasonable range, I do love the box and know that you, as I'd have done in my time, will be able to sell the everloving hell out of it.

Dammit, the opportunities I've missed...

It was so awesome - and thank goodness the ring was found. IIRC her husband was in the room with her (it may've even been her bathroom) and they both freaked out. I love that she bought a fantastic piece of jewelry (just sayin') and has an amazing story to go with it.

Story time! Once upon a time I was a fancy pants jeweler who sold fancy pants jewelry, 99.9% online. So I had fancy pants jewelry boxes that lit up, much like the one shown in this image, creating an absolutely dazzling first impression of my work. One of my favorite customers called me laughing her ass off over the

I'm not really joking, though. This guy thought he'd covered his bases in order to abuse his wife, using BDSM as his "shield." (And there are enough people reading outright dangerous BDSM erotica that doesn't cover SSC out there that might think this is "how it goes" and risk putting themselves in danger.) So

Can't agree more.

Safe, sane, consensual. SAFE SANE CONSENSUAL. BDSM 101: SAFE, SANE, MOTHERFUCKING CONSENSUAL.

Because every Italian/Pizza restaurant has an eggplant parm on a sandwich menu but they get fancy when they call chicken parmigiana or whatnot? Curious.

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