Crazy shut-in proves everyone wrong by barricading himself in a room.

Unless his first single is, “Baby, I Belong in Prison.”

I just read a transcript of his rant from earlier. He is trying to cloak himself in his blackness, saying the police are out to get him and calling the police a gang. Nevermind that the police have a history of going easy on rich, famous black men who abuse women.

I’m 90% sure this guy (at minimum) would still be a wife/girlfriend/hookup beater even if he wasn’t famous.

didn’t see it coming at all, not at all

OMG you guys. Can farts really be sucked out of asses? Because I’ve had a real monster stuck in there ever since I ate that burrito earlier. Can I call the police about this? Can Chris Brown help me with? Please Internet, illuminate this.

What? I thought holding a girl’s purse was an honor?!

Chhhhhpppppssssssssssss. “Sticky finger bitches.” Watch me slap the mess out of you with five of these sticky fingers!

Is there any process for demanding a pussy refund? As in, I gave you some, but now I want it back?

Or it was the perfect crime—until I got caught. (Kidding.)

Get out your shame bell...I gave him a ride home. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Apparently the $100K+ defense Labrie got that tore this child apart on the stand and got her rapist off with barely a slap on the wrist? In large part funded by alumni and donors to the school.

Please tell me you told him to get the fuck out after that.

I gasped. I forget that 15 is still a child. I’m trying to picture a girl TWO YEARS YOUNGER than this girl, being grilled on the stand by the defense.

She is so fucking badass and we should all celebrate her. I went to an asshole prep school and knew douchebags from douchebag families exactly like this piece of shit.

This girl is so amazing. At 15 I would have barely been able to function after going through an assault let alone push forward bravely to prosecute that scumbag. Hell at middle age I doubt I would do so much good from so much bad.

God. She’s so young.

I cannot stop laughing at this. Sticky finger bitches.

One date (read: one-night-stand) of mine thought that I robbed him. I came out of my bathroom and he was tearing apart my drawers—he immediately demanded, “Where’s my wallet? I’m going to call the cops! Sticky finger bitches.” Ummmmm....no dude. It turned out that he put his wallet in his jacket pocket for some odd…