No one meets future husbands like Gaston.
No one meets future husbands like Gaston.
Fuck the poor, class structure, and ignore it all and tell them to suck it up. And this my friends is how Goldman Sachs psychopaths are made.
No, no, it's not as ridiculous. Because a gun is literally, actually a murder button. If you point it at someone and squeeze the little metal part near the handle, it kills them. Do you see how that's different than alcohol, which is in fact a chemical liquid substance with no buttons on it that kill people at all?
You continue to miss the point. Part of becoming an educated person is learning about how the world works out there beyond the end of your own nose. Even if that nose is posh and given to looking at less materially fortunate humans as interlopers in one's "den". Ignorance isn't a flattering look, no matter how much…
Yeah, what were those poor folk thinking, cluttering up prestigious universities with their poorness and whatnot. They should just go to those other places with all those other poor people and know their place. Gotcha.
Yale and new haven...
Who could sleep at a time like this?? I'll never forget where I was during the Butt Hack of '14.
I once shoved a mason jar up my ass and it came out filled with organic blueberry kombucha.
I only buy tabloids when I'm flying. I'm a bad flier and it's a good distraction. When good internet service on all flights hits, I will certainly stop.
I don't understand why these women need to be photographed in the first place. If they are going to be photographed, why is this being done by male officers? Why don't they just have an office where the women can go to be photographed.
The SDPD...even had the audacity to tell the Claimants to "smile."
Catchy little ditty! Butthole access FTW.
This is the form I want all my incredibly awful anti-gay rhetoric to take. I loved every second of this.
This is perfect. My boyfriend of 4 years and I split last night, he moved out this morning. This fucking song was playing on every goddamn radio station ever today, and I just could not get on the Happy bandwagon.
Hold the phone, so when I have gay sex, that's still gay? But what if its two straight dudes having sex with each other, I'm confused. I need an ultragay to sort this out for me. The lyrics dazzled me with their nuance.
I'm an ultragay, also known as a trans person, and I can say with authority that everything said here is absolutely true.
Good analysis. If they'd had the "enlightened" commentary come AFTER a Snickers snack, and gone w/some line like "Snickers: makes life better" the narrative would be internally consistent and progressive. As is, the spot is a (presumably?) well-intentioned muddle implying that reduced Snickers consumption moves…
I wonder if maybe they were going for this is how they are when they're not hungry and everything else they've yelled has been dickish because they are hungry? If that's the case, it was done poorly but it's better than nothing. But, without the context of other ads from this part of the ad campaign, I can't tell one…
I watched this and it raised all my hackles, although I wonder if they were aiming for "Men are actually nice, but when they are hungry they catcall, so they should eat Snickers and be nice"- it's difficult to tell from the ad.