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Here’s a fact: forced and affected confidence is the leading cause of vaginal dryness.

A small working theatre, that I could afford to rent out for peanuts to small amateur and indie groups who lack the funds, resources and connections to mount plays and shows on their own. People who work with big or professional groups and are already part of the “in” crowd would not be eligible to apply to hire it.

Killer Whale Submarine. $90,000. I saw it in SkyMall.

So my parents bought their retirement home from a wealthy, childless gay couple. Y’all, this spot is wall-to-wall party showers. We’re talking minimum 25 square feet in the smallest one with 3 shower heads, and the master bedroom with, no fucking shit, 12 heads total and enough room to comfortably fit at least 10-15

PRIVATE JET ALL THE WAY. I travel so much and oh my gosh how amazing to be able to bypass all the airport bullshit and squeezing 500 people onto a plane and instead fly in luxury.

So the UK has a much higher standard for libel, which means their fact-checking is far more strenuous than ours. But the general rule applies.

Considering the basis for the show’s original story line this is ironic and kinda funny...

I’m already in that coven, and always have been. You would not believe how I got teased in my teen years. Well guess who looks good for her years now, bitches!

SPF30 is some melanin haver shit. Us true day walkers require SPF50+

OR JUST BE PALE THATS OKAY TOO JOIN OUR COVEN IN THE SHADE WITH THE SPF30

I think she meant Valerine Bertnernie.

I am very far removed from Toronto’s journalism scene, but I’d heard from two unrelated people about extreme sleaziness on his part. (Nothing approaching criminal, but well within workplace harassment sorts of things.) What befuddles me is that nobody in authority did a damn thing, not even out of conscience or

I don’t even work in media, and still knew the rumours about him. Enough so that I warned a friend of mine who was about to become his intern on Q a couple years back. Seems most of my friends in the arts and cultural industries in Toronto all know at least one person he’s dated, and everyone has stories.

I’m glad he’s finally going to trial, I’m also glad it’s just in front of a judge.

Your dad and thousands of others. The week that story broke was a hard one for my mental health. So much victim blaming, slut shaming, stereotyping and idiocy surrounding consent and BDSM... I lost a few friends that week.

Apparently, it’s q now, not Q.

He was replaced on Q by Shad, who is amazing.