I’m pretty sure God doesn’t even WEAR pants.
I’m pretty sure God doesn’t even WEAR pants.
I try... for example, I watched “No Intelligence Allowed,” by Ben Stein hoping to hear something compelling...
Only a doofus would demand that a bear be held legally or morally accountable for its actions.
Yeah - having worked with Forensic Psychiatrists for awhile... I’m kind of hoping she pleas GBMI.
That hair though. It actually makes me angry.
Catherine is a jerk and they suck... but...
He wouldn’t ask a man the same question. That’s the problem.
Have you tasted formula... it tastes terrible already.
It’s as simple as only using the word “female” as an adjective. “Ladies” and “women” should work pretty well as nouns.
Probably true... but then again I work in a women-dominated office and most of my extended family are women. Funny story, we (we being my cousins, aunts, sister, etc) all tend to be pretty exuberant and have all chosen rather low-key partners that balance us out.
I feel you - I’ve experienced the same kind of well-meaning condescension for various reasons throughout my life.
Sorry if it came off as unsolicited advice; I wasn’t trying to conflate holding a grudge with having PTSD.
True - I just think that eventually you have to kind of stop ruminating on the scorching details like, “I should have said this” or “If I ran into him/her now I’d give them a piece of my mind...”
Exactly. Holding on to a boiling hatred is toxic.
Anecdotally... If I get really excited, I talk over everyone all the time regardless of gender (I’m a lady)... it’s something that annoys people and I’m trying to be better.
I think that’s fair. There’s certainly SOME drama... but it’s more insidious and less loud/hysterical than the early-twenties office.
I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s AMAZING in bed either... I seem to remember her last album being very explicit about it.
Neighbors? If you’re lucky?
Oh yeah... it’s totally that easy.
YES! Bob’s Burgers is the best - it’s my cartoon comfort blanket.