Racist.
Racist.
Clearly they’ve abandoned that tenet since the ‘80s.
A while ago I voiced the opinion that these homonymous songs are titled so deliberately with the intent of tricking people into listening to things that suck, beginning approximately with Katy Perry’s “I Kissed a Girl.”
There is, but for me, at least, it was muted by default.
Its absence mildly confusing.
I realized after a point that I just couldn’t stand a certain cohort of my Facebook friends. Specifically, all of them.
Please replace that incredibly offensive headline image!!!
There was another hygge-related hot take recently that tried to impress up savage Americans such as myself that hygge can’t be bought in a catalog full of Scandiwegian merchandise and that we’re all being played, but attempting to solve all our problems through purchasing things is the American way and dammit we’re…
I will accede to these items as long as “party store” replaces convenience store/liquor store/corner store/bodega/etc. as the single universal term for such a place.
Actually, this raises an interesting point. Making English an official language in America would require America making an official English language.
I think the worst thing about that strip is how deeply profound the writer thinks each one-panel is; you can tell that he really believes that:
It’s funny because the right spent so many years claiming the liberals were enabling the child molesters through things like LGBTQ rights but it got proven wrong so many times that now they’re just like, “well maybe child molestation is a family value! After all, it happens most often within the family! Duggar/Duggar…
My cat’s got other ideas... can’t leave a bowl of rinsed kale in the sink without it vanishing a few minutes later.
Came here to post this. It’s freaking epic.
There was a study recently where they figured out that fat Asian men were perceived by strangers as “more American,” presumably because the fatness broke through the rigid stereotypes people apparently have about Asians.
The vast majority of celebrities, athletes, etc. don’t have any money. They make a lot of money and but they’re all basically just mascots for their own brand at this point. Every once in a while, you get a P. Diddy or a Jerry Seinfeld who manage to hang onto their money.