Ahhhhh yes, I forgot about that. You are correct.
Ahhhhh yes, I forgot about that. You are correct.
Like she eats. Eating would necessitate pooping WHICH IS NOT ALLOWED FOR WOMEN.
I’m simply running out of ways to say that he’s a horrible, horrible human being. This is exhausting.
I didn’t know some of the women really well (friend of friends, sort of thing) and the tickets were super spendy, man. In case they were somehow loving it, I didn’t want to cast aspersions. But of course, over wine afterwards, we were ALL like whaaaaaa the fuck?
I saw the show in Chicago. I am professional musician, live and breathe for live music/theater/arts and I even knew the players in the pit (they sounded amazing). And still: I was bored to fucking tears. At Intermission, I was thinking, oh my god, if I were here with my husband, this would be the point where we’d turn…
WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK IS FUCKING THAT FUCKING EVEN FUCKING MEAN?
“Gosh, her voice, it just grates on me....”
Tangentially related: Once I went to a Clinton White House staff party bc my BFF worked there. It was a going away party for an inner staff member and my friend got me in, middle of the day, super casual, super small, the Clinton’s dog Bo was running around everywhere.
Fuck Batman, we need DAVE to save us!
My sisters are like this with their kids. It’s awful. And they are so smug and sanctimonious about it, too. And then I had kids... and my kids TOWER over theirs, look so much healthier, robust...they are so confused as to how that can possibly be.
That fucking blizzard weight is such a mean bastard. Happens every time. We act like WHEEEEEEEE we can eat ALL THE CARBS AND SUGAR NOW, FOR IT IS SNOWING!
Hillary looks AMAZING in the selfie! That’s all. I was just struck by how beautiful she looks standing next to someone whose JOB it is to look beautiful. (Once, I took a picture with Misty Copeland after working with her and I did not fare as well.)
More like a wise fool sophomore.
You’re pissing me off with this. Sarandon has pissed off A LOT of women this election season, you best watch your step young man.
PREACH. I will go brain-to-brain on any intelligence test ever and I guarantee he’s not that smart. And he *is* that awful, he really and truly is. Every certifiably, professional smart person who has opened their mouth on this topic has reached the same conclusion on his lack of intelligence AND the danger he…
Seriously, I am SO MUCH SMARTER than Donald Trump it’s not even funny. That is literally one of my criteria for President: they *have* to be smarter than me. DT??? Not even close. This shouldn’t even be up for debate. HE IS NOT A VERY BRIGHT GUY. I am so sorry for the shouting but are you fucking kidding me with…
Man, I love the smart commenters on here. Good points, all.
Thank you! And I’m only hair-bragging because of the way I (we) beat the shit out of ourselves for our other perceived body flaws. My Hair Love makes up for my other insecurities.
I have wavy red hair and I fucking love it and never, ever complain about it. I hardly have to wash it and I haven’t combed it in two days and it has fat curls, waves, movement and I LOVE IT and never, ever complain. It’s like God was like, huh, she’s gonna be lazy, let me give her lazy hair. THANK YOU, GOD!
Exactly! It’s so easy because Chicago has such flavor. Mine is set in the arts scene, so downtown, Printer’s Row, Grant Park, etc.