But Janet is completely repressed and dying to give in to her sexual desires

You’re right. She never says the word no. She screams. Then she says that she’s been tricked, and that she wouldn’t have if she had known, and then he keeps kissing and licking her until she says yes.

I’m THAT guy, but ... this is miscast. Pierre is supposed to be big and burly, and redheaded. It’s a point of the book that he’s big, and clumsy, and strong, and always moves like a teenage bull in a china shop. Natasha looks more like Maria or Helene.

A friend and I went to a midnight showing, earlier this year, and had apparently glossed over that when we were younger, and this time, it was REALLY glaring. Especially since the both say no, and he keeps going, even if they say yes or “yes” in the end. They still say a very distinct NO.

Wow. You are a bundle of assholery. Get help. I’m out.

And you’ve change the goalposts, yet haven’t bothered to address anything that anyone has said, but have spent volumes talking about how much you know about the NFL and individual teams hiring processes.

A ton of people, in this thread, have talked about working with cheerleaders, or working in a similarly degraded “glorified hobby.” We have all talked about the pressures that get put on you, especially when you’re young, that make it VERY easy for a large corporation like the NFL to take advantage of you, while…

You’ve ignored everyone else’s arguments and have declared yourself to be right. I figured I’d just follow suit.

It’s not exploitation at any level.

Football is a glorified hobby. All sports are glorified hobbies. Interior decorating is a glorified hobby. Hell, any job that isn’t about keeping people safe, fed, or healthy can fit into the glorified hobby. Yet, we’ve decided, as a society, that people who make coffee get paid a minimum.

(which no one here can provide)

I came here to post this in case someone didn’t. I try and buy quality when I can, and have been starting to scour thrift stores, but I don’t usually have the $250 I dropped on two nice pairs of slacks (I got a giftcard, in this case).

Yeah, that’s when I had to stop. And yet, as of this morning, he’s still creating replies to me telling me how stupid I am.

Troll!!!!

Troll!

Troll.

No, you are just being an ass. Get help or a hobby.

Ok, so you’re not listening and then getting upset when I call you obstinant.

Also, if they don’t have money to eat, then they don’t have money to gain weight... o_O (I hate myself for this).

Sleep with all of us, and you’re a whore!!! Don’t sleep with us and you’re a stuck up frigid dyke bitch!!