I know it’s somewhat common in Sub- Saharan regions, so I could see it happening amongst the southern - most Saharan tribes, I suppose.

Whoo boy. Okay. I’m gonna try to shed some light on Morocco, because while this incident is heinous, it’s rare, and I’m seeing some ignorant comments. Obviously I’m not gonna be able to speak for every Moroccan, this is just my observations.

That’s bullshit. Ignorance excuses a first offense but I highly recommend you knock it off and stop with the copy-pasting.

Honestly, I think I enjoy watching other peoples’ playthroughs more than actually playing it myself at this point. It’s really hard for me to push forward to progress, my brain just ends up screaming at me “SCARY STUFF, RUN AWAY!” and I shut down. This is actually why my brother stopped playing Silent Hill, he…

Oh man, juggling languages (and hybrids thereof) has seriously re- wired my brain. I split my time between 3 continents, and when I travel too much too fast I end up speaking the wrong language for the country I’m in, forgetting English words completely (but remembering other languages’ words for the same thing) or…

AHHHH I SEE IT! IT’S A HEART! I’m sorry, I’m really excited, I’ve never gotten a magic eye puzzle to work for me. After, like, 25 years of trying and not seeing them I figured it was just something I couldn’t do, like cartwheels and finger-whistles. I have to go call my mom.

Pretty much in agreement, but Ravenous has me pretty stoked. If you haven’t seen it yet, it’s worth a watch as the cast is stellar and the original score is great. Also it’s just really friggin’ weird.

Can I be friends with you and your friends? I’m surrounded by Dylan true-believers and it’s very tiring to be the lone dissenter.

Thank you! I’d only ever heard it used in academic settings, studying history or literature, but one time a Cuban friend of mine referred to someone as “a beautiful mulatica”. Everyone went silent and the poor girl was so confused as to what she’d done wrong. It was very obviously not intended to be offensive so we…

Grampa’s tired and cranky, says everything now is slow and sucks but old stuff was good and fast. The End.

Absolutely, on the length (with perhaps a modest slit at the back, 2 inches max). You don’t want some head of state glimpsing anything risqué when you sit, or vulgar photos of your limo exit splashed across the Daily Mail.

She would be appalled, but never express it. CLASS. I can’t commune with spirits but I’m picking up a vibe: matte leather, black, almond toe, medium heel. That’s just my period-appropriate guess, though. These kids and their ‘90s revivalism have no idea what they’re doing.

I’m so, SO worried about life after my ancient Italian sister seamstresses retire. Honestly, losing them will be hugely traumatic and probably impact my life more than that of many family members.

I was doing just fine, stoic and composed, til “THANK YOU FOR MAKING A DOLL LIKE ME!” then the floodgates opened. Thank god I already have the rosé on ice cuz I do not do well with emotions.