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Why.

Way to besmirch the good name of the Witness Protection Program, random idiot guy. We rely on the Witness Protection Program for our movie plots and various stories about false identity. That shouldn't be taken lightly, Sir!

“Tell me, do you bleed? Because you will.”

As a self-proclaimed DC-curious Marvel girl, this trailer left me “meh.” As in, “And I should care why?”

Marvel > DC.

Massachusetts peeps, myself included, still can’t stop with the Ben Affleck as Batman jokes.

I don’t care whether your suit’s blue or gray or red.

Has Ofeibea Quist-Arcton done a story on this yet? Her voice is so glorious. When she says “NPR News, Dakar” I melt. Meeeeelt. Look at how fabulous she is!

Talking about abortion - good job. I know this is her story, so whatever her reason or no reason, she has a right to her truth. But I hope she and everyone else knows that she doesn’t need justification in the form of asshole boyfriend.

But WHO WAS IT? If you let us know we will get your scarf back!

My friend used to be a exotic dancer and she was Brett Michaels go to girl in Vancouver for a while. She said he was actually super romantic, would always bring her flowers and was eager to please in bed.

Oh my God, giving Fred Durst a hand job sounds like half of a “Would you rather?” question. Like, “Would you rather vote Republican or give a hand job to Limp Bizkit frontman Fred Durst?” (And then somehow, inexplicably, not amputate your hand afterwards or even wash it!) I would rather vote Republican because I live

I went out with Conor Oberst a couple of times. The sex was meh, but I broke it off when he came over to my parents’ house for dinner and pretended like he didn’t know what a potato was. It was obvious to everyone that it was just a shitty joke that he refused to abandon, and my dad eventually kicked him out. I mean,

Thank you for sharing how you’re too good for casual sex.

I know a girls in Minnesota who hooked up Daryl Hall after a Hall and Oates concert and bore his spawn.

I remember fingerbanging! It was so important. Like, such a big deal that a single index finger would enter into my pussy, and I thought that was the most that could ever fit in there, and that it meant so much to both of us, on an emotional level. As a teen, all I cared about was getting a boyfriend and dancing with

#notsponsored #stillmedicated

I wonder if he got arrested in his Air Force Ones

yah, I commented yesterday that she should climb him like a ginger sequoia. he is 6'5". go on, tay.

Eh, I bought my mom some. They're pretty and lightweight so when she gets hot flashes they're not unbearable. I'm not over here fooling myself into thinking I've solved slavery but let's be real, probably 90% of what most people buy was made by people who are working in horrifying conditions and I don't know a single