I wonder why a woman would allow a man to grab her crotch, let alone be photographed for Instagram.
I wonder why a woman would allow a man to grab her crotch, let alone be photographed for Instagram.
I think that is what I have the hardest time with too.
Came to say this. My sisters....what are you doing? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
Some women just don’t love themselves...
Ah, that’s a shame. Maybe it’s just not “relatable.”
Me too!
I read a lot about it at the time, and definitely the original thread. I am fascinated by authors behaving badly, although it’s usually book authors with reviewers, and I will go down the internet rabbit hole when it happens. It’s just the idea of someone with a personality that will not allow them to let criticism…
Yeah. The first time Sorkin went a little crazy on that site, it was because a post of mine made him angry and he responded in kind. When I told my mother, she sighed and said “So now you’re pissing off people you’ve never even met?” My 15 minutes of internet fame.
I knew Jesus was a fuckboy.
Oh God, that one hurt me to my core, because I’m such a Martha. The bible likes to short-change hard workers in parables.
Yeah, this one’s not so great. Why no foot-washing and food-multiplying now, Jesus?
Or Jesus getting pissed at the disciples for falling asleep at the Garden of Gethsemanie. I always bump up on that. They were tired, it was the middle of the freaking night!
Jesus would have them made his speciality...tuna fish.
And this is when I always have to chime in, jump up and down, flail my arms about, and yell “JUSTIFIED!” Also under-appreciated, also very very relevant to our current political climate, also FX, and possibly even better than the Americans. Oh how happy I was when they were both on the air...
Eggs or go home bitches. And memo to the Reese’s conglomerate: ditch those nasty Christmas trees. The peanut butter to chocolate ration is wrong, like a dog peed on the tree wrong.
I am so quick to get fired up by people hassling others about how they get their steak. I had a relative with an autoimmune disorder who wasn’t allowed any pink in her meat, and a few times we were given attitude at a restaurant. She would get so embarrassed.
I also grew up eating steak well done because my mother had it engrained in my mind that “pink meat will give you salmonella” and I was very germophobic. I never understood why people liked steak....
Anyone that thinks a medium rare steak is more delicious than a 10oz grease burger with cheddar and bbq sauce should be tarred and feathered.
Totally agree — the “it isn’t rape if the victim is trashy-looking” attitude in the German public’s reaction to her has been super disturbing.