Yet another unrealistic beauty standard to live up to, I’ll tell you what.
Yet another unrealistic beauty standard to live up to, I’ll tell you what.
So basically, older men enacted a law that allowed barely legal teen women into bars while banning their main competition; barely legal teen boys. Clever!
I have to admit that I read Jason Momoa as “Jason Molina” and I was all “WTF he’s been dead for two years is she a goddamn necromancer or something,” but that may have something to do with the Magnolia Electric Co. song that was on my iPod a couple minutes previous.
I just moved to the Pacific Northwest about two months ago and I can’t adequately describe how NOT OKAY I am with the fact that these things exist.
It's just centipedes all the way down.
I was walking up the hill I lived on in Honolulu. I kept feeling this weird tickling sensation around my knee—I was wearing bluejeans. I kept kind of scratching at it, figuring it was a loose thread or something with my pants. Finally I just stopped on the sidewalk, reached up my pants leg to see what I could find,…
Come on. He almost sort of said that gay people weren’t literally the devil. What more do you want?
And all I got was this stupid marriage license.
HOW’S THAT COOL POPE TREATIN YA, GUYS
So, we can stop with calling him ‘Cool Pope’ now, right?
That’s what I thought too. But it’s actually a Belgian chocolatier with a factory in St Albans (for the milk, one would suppose).
Well, it’s not quite as glamorous as a dumpster but they do have a very awesome factory store in South Burlington that I have to stay very far away from.
I got worried this WAS Champlain, thinking, how many small-to-medium-time chocolate factories can VT have? It was not. They apparently have at least two.
I hope you're okay by the end of this. Drink all the wine tonight.
Sex education. You mean the “sex is bad don’t have it” crap they pass off as sex education in most areas in the US these days??
Personally, I’m all for the issuing of sexbots to any man that wants one. It seems like a good way to sort the wheat from the chaff and it spares living, breathing women the trouble.
Laci Green—doing God’s work: