Her recoil from his kiss was AMAZING. And he shook Ivanka’s hand!

Melania wouldn’t touch him after the debate. Like, he leaned in and kissed her but literally not a single hair on her body touched him.

I’m not hating, I know literally nothing else about them. Including, up until an hour or so ago, that Ferrante is not the authors actual name.

Lol I’m serious though. I work at a bookstore and everyone I’ve heard talk about them has been a middle aged woman

As a middle-aged woman, this comment has put me off reading them.

1. Fuck you

No. Artists create art for people to enjoy. Beyond that they don’t owe people shit.

Bullshit.

UofM has had rape problems involving Frats in the past as well. Brendan Gibbons the kicker on the football team was allowed to remain on the team after raping a brunette lady and his teammate and NFL first round pick Taylor Lewan said he that he would rape her again if she pressed charges against Gibbons. That was in…

To help you with that reach.

“You look tired today” is what I get with no foundation and/or mascara. Or, “are you sick?!”

The problem with this, aside from the fact that it’s insane, is that almost anyone would be preferable to Trump? What’s that you say? Clinton is actually just a walking, talking tower of gerbils? Well, they’re less racist and less likely to start a nuclear war than the other guy, so whatever.

you're really reaching and terribly boring. Can you just go away?

Wow, what are you talking about? There were a lot of ways Austrian civilians could have died during World War II. Could have died in a concentration camp. Could have died in the U.S. bombing of Vienna. Could have been killed by shelling of the Soviet 3rd Ukranian Front the the early April 1945 campaign in Austria.…

I loathe the statue they made of it even more, and the name of it is even worse. “Unconditional Surrender.” Rapey rapey rapey ick.

go fuck yourself.

Bad troll. Go back to your bridge.

He was engaged, so why not kiss his fiancee instead of a total stranger?

One of my friends texted me a few nights ago to tell me her son caught two something-or-others on the back porch. (I had to look up WTH she was talking about - she didn’t say Pokemon, she actually named them, but I’ve already forgotten what they were.)

And then suffer through the fun of “WHY DIDN’T YOU GO TO THE POLICE RIGHT AWAY IF YOU WERE RAPED? It must not have been very serious!”