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One of the best concerts of my life I'd have missed out on if I went alone. I went straight home afterwards, but I got there insanely early to get a car park within reasonable walking distance and to get a good position in front of the stage. The opening act was utterly incomprehensible, almost like a parody of a bad

A lot of the rules & regulations about this will probably depend on what country you live in, what state, what council area, etc, etc.

I'm directing my first show currently, for a small theatre group. We've generated some interest because the topic's, um, controversial, but the fact of the matter is that for reasons I won't go into we're not going to get amazing ticket sales.

I love when people google their names to see who else is out there. For me there's a folk musician and a spokesperson for an anti immigration hate group

Schadenfreude: When you google someone you knew once and discover they had a really long Wikipedia page including Early Life, Training. Career, Philosophy On Life etc, but it was then deleted because being in a couple of commercials and an extra in a party scene in a TV series doesn't mean you're famous enough to have

Agreed. I am a tragic Ripper nerd but we are never, ever, ever going to know who did it.

Well, to be fair, the media totally loves stories about complicated girls. As long as they're complicated in a conventionally sexy, easy-to-watch way. :/

What a fuckwit. I don't blame that for still hurting. And thanks for perfectly nailing why all the people commenting "Well I am turned on my skinny chicks, so there" are missing the point of this.

This is so not the point of your post, but I just want to say that I love your descriptor of "buttery", and the way it perfectly captures the image you're talking about body-wise. So thanks for that.

And then at last he did Sweeney Todd, and there was a WHOLE SONG about obsessing over pretty pale women with blonde hair!

Gotta say, when I heard Burton was doing 'Sweeney Todd' I giggled a bit. "At last, a Tim Burton movie that obsesses over porcelein-skinned dark-eyed blonde-haired waifish beauties, but it's part of the story and there's whole songs about it too!"

I was talking to my mother once about how my dad's mother had told me that when she was a young woman back in The Olden Days, she was given a tip to help her retain her virtue: just imagine you've got a penny clenched between your knees. My mother's mother was listening on the other side of the room and chirped out

In Australia back in the 90s when I read Cosmopolitan originally this was done somewhere, where only guys with a certain dick size were eligible to apply for the singles event. It was called The Hung Jury. Of course it was.

I'm sure that stat depends on what state/country you live in, etc, etc. But this interested me, because it reminded me of my personal observation that when a criminal case goes to trial and the jury find not guilty the response seems to be "Okay, the accused was found not guilty" whereas when it's specifically a rape

Apology totally accepted. You're an awesome commenter. Most people make generalisations sometimes it's just so much easier to do it on the internet. :)

I feel torn about this. I completely get where you're coming from, but in cases like this I always feel wary of making sweeping all-or-nothing statements, because it can be silencing and shaming for people whose personal experience contradicts the statement.

Can you imagine how crestfallen and confused they'll be after the rapture or whatever it is that happens, and they're all "HI LORD AND SAVIOUR, WE KNEW WE WERE THE RIGHTEOUS AND THE WORTHY!!" and he's just *slap*

This is genuinely the worst kangaroo story I know. One of my mother's friends had a small dog that got attacked by a kangaroo, it kicked it, and somehow the dog got caught/impaled on a claw on the kangaroo's foot, so the kangaroo kicked its foot out like you do when you've got toilet paper on your shoe, to get the dog

Well, you can coo and run and take photos with kangaroos too. Although it's generally best not to, at least wild ones not brought up in petting zoos. You're told since you're little to stay away from the wild ones. But they don't all break your arms or gut you, that's just particularly aggressive or territorial male

I'm certainly not expecting him to show reverence for Twilight, not sure how you got that from my comment. Like I said, it just feels like a "Yeah, I was in Twilight. Move on" attitude is more, I don't know, professional/appropriate rather than joining the snark, at least until it's over. And they are probably so so