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My spirit animal.

She’s gotta go.

Wait...Black Friday...slaves...what?

Hearsay? Public opinion? Jesus, Jill.

I just feel like he’d smell like sandwiches. Like, all sandwiches ever made.

This is the greatest line I’ve ever heard.

Why be ashamed? Be proud. I’d hop on Kanye in a second, topless-under-a-baggy-leather-blazer, megalomaniac tendencies and all. He keeps it real, and that’s sexy as hell.

Someone married him?

No one believes this.

What a great week for horrible relics to come down: the Confederate flag and now Cosby.

Hopefully this may finally get some folks to realize that Bill Cosby ≠ Cliff Huxtable.

And the thing is, they STILL had a $500 tab even though they were asked to shut the fuck up. “They have now lost our business” means nothing because she still paid the bill. What a dumbass. GOD I HATE JOYCE.

Five hundred dollar tab for 20 people at a rib shack? Not even buying it. She’s gotta go.

That cat looks more like the composite of Kim and Kanye’s future son than President Obama.

What’s hilarious is that they chose the most fitting places for their kind. Face down in a bathtub? In the garbage? Bare penis on a dirty public bathroom floor? Yes, gentlemen. KEEP IT UP.

I understand stonewalling. I, too, am a stonewaller. I have serious rejection issues stemming from being adopted, to being given up again, to living a good chunk of my life in group homes and fucked-up foster homes. I get it. I completely shut down at times, and my communication skills are often extremely poor. But. I

She found out one of his ancestors was a slaveholder and she was like, "You gotta go."

On the one hand, ghosting now being an actual thing written about in the New York Times of all places makes me feel somewhat better. Because I honestly thought ghosting was just a thing that happened to me. I didn’t believe that there was a whole battalion of dicksticks out there that do this shit on the regular.

I don’t know that ‘flash mob’ is the appropriate term here. It trivializes the group, as if they were there to break into a dance number. It makes them sound less legitimate.

That’s the answer I was leaning towards, myself.