Not an MRA, but a martial artist here. My objection to the groin kick is that it is pretty easy to defend against. If you get the chance, by all means go for it. But, don't be overly dependant on it or assume that you will get that chance.
I once had a friend refuse to eat a slice of lemon pound cake because I mentioned I'd used my homemade vanilla in it (like 2 tsp in the whole cake). She doesn't drink, and when she learned that my homemade vanilla is vanilla beans in vodka, she declined the cake. I explained that unless powdered vanilla is used, all…
I've tried to read the article twice and each time I have to stop because I feel like going into a screaming fit.
The beer battered mystery shopper may be related to an acquaintance of mine, who would not eat beer battered anything when she was pregnant. "Guys, I CAN'T have any beer, because the baby will get fetal alcohol syndrome"
You're basically absolving your friend of any blame for being a shitty person.
A friend whose family dresses to the nines decided to do a social experiment and go to a family gathering wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Everyone asked her "Are you feeling well?"
If a cat had been driving, trust me, it would not have been an accident.
First, I hope the woman is okay and has a long, healthy life.
I was speaking, as a state employee, at a function my boss couldn't go to due to a work emergency. Two or three of the women before my talk were small talking about ISIS beheading people in Israel (I kept thinking 'you mean Syria?') that had refused to renounce Christianity. Growing up in a big Middle Eastern…
I have to say, Snopes has been in my arsenal for many, many years whenever a stupid relative posts some dumb crap on my Facebook page. You're doing the Lord's work, David!
On Wednesday night, I had a grand old time watching the CMA Awards, inexplicable Ariana Grande appearance and all.…
>> "This is about race. The Republicans hate that n__ Obama."
The sign stops tourists in their tracks.
Can't stop imagining a great name for a pub: The Happy Boner
Years ago, I was living in New Orleans, where we take Halloween (and indeed, any Drinking Occasion) very seriously, and my parents and grandmother happened to come in on November 1 for brunch on the top floor of an upscale local hotel. Afterward, we were riding back down in the elevator, and it stopped to let on a…
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