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The fact that some rappers reference selling drugs does not make drug dealing cultural appropriation. Like, at all. All kinds of music (as well as pretty much any other kind of media) reference all kinds of drugs.

Aren't they both just ripping off Ken Cosgrove before the eyepatch?

D) You are a mad-biologist and it is literally a feathered boa (constrictor) who has become your pet and you want to show off "strangle-chirps" to the world. (That or you discovered the earthly manifestation of Quetzalcoatl )

Says the woman wearing a goddamn feather boa...

thank you ily. this is my Friday afternoon ritual

I literally just smoked a bowl specifically to hop in the shower and listen to music and relax. Jia, I'm now pretty sure you're some kind of witch angel secretly serving my whims. Like a fairy godmother, only more dope. And like with more dope.

You know what'd be cool is if people stopped expecting their lives to reflect movie cliches altogether. Wearing a woman down til she loves you. Precocious kids who are wiser than adults. Token minority friends doling out folk wisdom and fashion tips. Moving up from the mail room to a high-powered Wall Street job just

It needs to start even earlier than that. I work in a day care and I teach pre-school-aged children consent. "No means no and stop means stop." gets tossed around a lot in my class. They ask for permission to touch or hug. They understand that there are ways to say no that don't involve talking (My class is 4 and 5

Yep. My son, at 8 years old, was all sad in the car when I picked him up from school because, and I quote, Imani 'rejected' him. I explained that she didn't reject him, she just didn't like him the way he liked her, and that's going to happen a lot in life, and that it is OK, and Imani is still a nice girl, and he's

Unfortunately, an announcement is still all too necessary. While its nice to think "we're way past that," we really aren't yet, and I don't know when we'll ever be. As long as there are queer kids growing up with bigoted parents/guardians (or just bigoted surroundings), we need people to stand up and say, yes, I am

I also have rats—and they have changed hearts. People come over and see them and express nervousness and fear at the beginning of the visit and by the end they are hand feeding my little guys treats.

I dunno if they're the most misunderstood, but they're certainly up there...

Might as well share mine:

because that's not a gerbil?

Neither rats nor gerbils. It was the FLEAS.

Someone should spay his stupid face.

I believe Planned Parenthood prefers the moniker of H.Y.D.R.A

My husband died. I moved on eventually. Some British nobleman tried wooing me. I fell for him. We boned in a Liverpool hotel. He asked me to marry him. I said no, and then cut my hair short.

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