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Mrs_Stabler
mrs-stabler

Well, you know, back when Bernie had ties to the civil rights movement, he wasn’t a politician either, so if he gets praise for his work pre-politics, ummmmm, shouldn’t Clinton as well? I mean, that would mean your argument would have to have merit but ...

I loved Peaky Blinders so fucking much, not only because it was gripping, exciting, intense and very old school british gangster, which I ADORE, but mostly because I got to watch Tom Hardy and Cillian Murphy run around on screen for two seasons.

Punk ass book jockey.

Yup! Old world idioms for slutshaming are so fun.

Mr. Stabler and I are thinking about having kids soon and this is something that I think is one of the most important parts of being a parent, at least in the broad “what kind of parent do I want to be” sort of way.
I know when I was like, 10 or 11 and I started going to the movies with my friends, my mum would tell

This is the play by play of me, reading this article.

Nah, we use it occasionally. If we’re going out for a nice date, I’ll sometimes wear something nice underneath or I’ll put it on to surprise him before he comes home from work. But a lot of my lingerie is like slips and corset/bustier type things, things I wear under my clothes fairly regularly anyway. I like it as

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again.
My dog is a hot dog and if he were a human person, I’d let him buy me a drink or seven. Here he is giving you ~the look~

Jesus, that excerpt reads like a Carrie Bradshaw column.

True, but $500,000 in the grand scheme of things isn’t much money, at least in terms of how much it costs to run a school. Now, I have no idea what the budget looks like there, but I know where I live, they’re looking to build a new school to combat fucking horrendous overcrowding, and the base model for an elementary

I love this site

I mean, you can ask my mom, this is spot on.

I got this one when I used a dressing room pic of me with a top bun and u was v sad.

In San Francisco and New York and only on iPhone apparently.

Wait, are we not gonna talk about that bananas tag line under Anderson Trooper???

Wow, that escalated quickly. I am a journalist though our paper doesn’t sell its photos. Though, as far as I know, no one has an innate right to privacy if they’re in a public place. So, if I’m covering an event at a mall or somewhere and I get a picture of you or anyone, it can be published in the paper, along with

Well, usually, at least when I’m covering a story that involves kids, if they’re out in public, you don’t need the parent’s consent to publish their picture. What Carly did was absolutely, incontrovertibly FUCKED UP, but the newspaper getting names and taking pictures of these kids is kosher, AFAIK.

I like it as long as it’s not a once a week type thing? Like, as long as it’s just an occasional diversion, it’s pretty nice.

Without a hitch, NYC-based Pinch Food Design served their Willy Wonka–meets–farm-to-table best. Each Michelin star– worthy dish—from the diver scallop cruda with kimchi gastrique, Fuji apples, and ginger puree to the balsamic braised short ribs, creamy potatoes, pine nut gremolata, and broccolini—was presented in

Bill Clinton is proof that you can get away with any number of transgressions as long as you have charisma a penis. But God forbid you ever appear awkward in public...