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I didn't know it was possible to gag on lukewarm coffee until I read this.

"we're collecting your opinions from the social media."

If your comment is annoying, maybe don't write it. If you don't like that, maybe stay off the internet.

And coaching kids' whining league, where he doesn't hand out participation trophies, because hey, we can't all be whiners.

Ugh, yes! It's so annoying having to deal with people not agreeing with your opinions. It's well-known that society should just agree with the status quo and quietly and meekly keep things the way they are.

And your comment on this would be what? Amateur whining?

Please consider the message in the headline. Vaginas already have an adequate number of holes as-is.

I love this gif. I think you've made my afternoon.

It's an analogy utilizing simile and satire/hyperbole. I'm guessing you skipped out on English class as well as never having considered joining a gender or women's studies class.

I totally (willfully) read this as women who like stouts, which is my favorite beer type, so hell yeah, 20s' ladies!

Hell, before that. Samson and Delilah, Lillith to some degree, others elsewhere.

Precisely. Button eyes and only malevolent intent behind that too-happy smile.

I read and write a lot of fantasy/sci-fi. my first thought upon considering the photo above was huh, I guess I can see that, jeans on the outside and sweats on the inside—wait, what? Why is the model's belly button so noticeably white? Perhaps she's also cotton-y on the inside (cue my horror/interest).

It's perfect because, should the wrong ears overhear, they can assume that you're just really dedicated to increasing dividends at the company when you say you're looking for big delta.

I don't care if people think he's alpha, beta, or gamma, so long as I'm getting that sweet, sweet delta.

I'm pretty sure it would cost, like, your entire (present) family dying violently in a betrayal. Damned Freys.

Give it a good googling, if need be.

That's not irony, that's coincidence. Unless you mean it in the Alanis Morrissette sort of way, in which case all things that are not ironic are what you define irony by :-)

The note read: Sex? Circle one. Yes No Maybe

After a certain point, you realize you're going for the record and budget your time accordingly (or at least I did. The last ones weren't as spontaneous as at the beginning, but what can I say—I'm a planner).