Do you write books/articles/blog posts? If not, you should. You have a God given gift with the written word.
Do you write books/articles/blog posts? If not, you should. You have a God given gift with the written word.
I’m sorry for that, I mean, how could this be controversial? He roofied at least sixty people and then raped them. I mean, come the fuck on, it’s not a he said-she said, it’s a he said-she said she said she said she said (x60).
Yeah, the movie lost me at the very end once all the CGI fighting started, and agree on how the Ares thing was kind of clumsy. After she kills him and the Americans and Germans are all like hey he’s dead let’s be friends now! - I was like, okay, um, I’m just going to pretend the movie ended after they got freaky at Ye…
I mean there’s a whole movie about how weird he was. It won an Oscar. And then it had a sequel, where the Zuck tried to kill Superman. Two thumbs down.
Oh my God thank you! I feel ancient when I watch these because clearly not the target demographic, so I feel less alone now. ;) Agreed on some of these streams, I saw one where the guy convinced everybody else to get in the car with him and then drove it straight into the water on purpose. He was later beaten almost…
I totally get your point. Honestly I’m more venting because it’s less an Edelstein problem, more of a guy problem to do this gaslighting/doubling down BS. Like it’s not hard to apologize when you mess up gentlemen, it’s actually easier than trying to convince the other person they’re nuts, which, like, ain’t working…
The number one thing I hate, hate, HATE about this nonsense is he could fix all this if he just apologized. Just say you’re sorry dude and show general contrition! That is all you have to do! (also don’t do it again!) God almighty.
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Same here. I actually don’t watch streams of anything, but just can’t get enough of people abandoning their friends, running their friends over with cars, and hiding under the bed when Jason can see them doing it. I don’t know if I’ve laughed that hard in a minute.
Also, if I can be petty for a second, wtf was up with that ballgown? It looks like if a prom dress got drunk, ate a fuckton of lead paint chips, threw up, and spent the night just rolling - unsettled, restless, nauseous - in the silver bile.
More power to you chica, I can’t even handle one person, let alone two+. Kudos! =)
If I may....
33 here, and you know what keeps me eternally youthful? Laughter and my chic Old Navy wardrobe.
YAAAAAS. I’m feeling so influenced right now! <3 your new Internet fangirl/influencee/future Fyre Festival: The Return attendee.
If you make Big League Chew and stirrup pants great again, I will buy all the crap you sell and then some.
I will go to my grave a Vikings fan, and I know this sounds terrible, but I almost hope he never plays again. If something happens to him, I don’t know if I could take it (I feel very maternal towards him for some reason). At any rate, I hope he gets an amazing sportscaster-type job as I love him so, and am very glad…
Good. I’m usually a fairly non-violent person, but whatever you did to him, he deserved and then some. Cut out his kneecaps and have him wear them as a festive-yet-grisly hat. Bedazzle them.
Are you ok now? What a horrible betrayal, I’m so sorry, I can’t imagine how much that must have messed with your head. :::virtual hugs::: Also, point me at that fellow, because I will take a ::very real br*ck to his d*ick::.
Thank you! =) I live to serve. If you want more funny, try this twitter account on for size -> it’s supposedly a rogue white house staffer who mainly tweets insults about bannon and alex jones and also constantly talks about how much food Trump can eat. I laughed, I cried, when all is said and done and we’re allnot…
I have dealt with this terrible turn of events by going full-on conspiracy theorist. If conspiracy twitter is right, shit will hit the fan soon! SOON! SOOOOON. Do you know how insane I sound these days? I feel like I’m a hop step and a jump away from screaming about jet fuel and the towers at the top of my lungs…