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Yes. The quote about used up sex slaves being “fed to the tigers” under a picture of her smiling cheerfully with her dog? I was like “okay no, bullshit”.

It is the same one. So awful, wouldn’t wish on anyone.

I’m so goddamn busy lately between work and toddlers that while I still read every day, I almost never comment anymore. Sad! :( but hi. :)

I read an article by someone who worked on the festival for only a few days before bouncing because it was such a disastrous shit show. Apparently six weeks out there was a meeting where everyone agreed they should scrap it and plan for 2018, but the fucking dopes in charge said “let’s just do it, we’ll be legends.”

This thought nearly sent me into a tailspin: Dazed and confused came out in 93 and was set in 76. So that means if they made a “retro” movie today using the same time frames it would be set in 2000. GOOD GOD. Also my 20th high school reunion is this fall and also I’m 1,000.

I know they couldn’t exactly behead him but I couldn’t believe all they did to Hans after he attempted to murder both heirs to the throne was send him home to his 12 brothers. Wtf!? Did they have diplomatic immunity back then?

I knew it! My grandpa was born and raised on PEI and we vacationed there a few times growing up. The scenery in the trailer is pretty but it didn’t look like pei to me at all. :(

I took the abundant hair and layers of clothing as part of her shield, how she hides the abuse from everyone. It definitely felt intentional.

I have to assume the woman who was his first victim has been notified of all this, and I keep thinking about how re-traumatized she must be. Ugh, what a piece of shit.

YES. They were absolutely taped to my freshman dorm wall along with my poster from the movie.

They don’t care about anything but getting re-elected. Term limits on both houses would solve sooooo many problems. Ugh.

Aw thanks. I’m busy as fuck these days with two jobs and two toddlers—but I chime in when I can. Like now in the middle of the night! >_<

I have been grey since they made the announcement about the greying system post rape-gif-troll thing. I have no idea why it happened and requested rescue a number of times given my 9 year commenting history but such is life for a lesbian shit-ass!

I was like “omg Jez shirts!” then realized it was a bunch of too small generic crap with the boring logo (not even the awesome old one with the eyebrow lady) and none of the billion inside jokes. Gotta love our new corporate overlords eh?

Same. I was about to turn 18 and had just moved into my freshman dorm. To think I’m actually now a few months older than she was when she died is crazy to me. I think it’s also that the generation before us had kids younger. My sons are 2 and 1, hers were practically teenagers, which made her seem older?

The vast majority of third class men died. They would have been toast.

Thiiiiis. I can see her always remembering Jack and using the inspiration he gave her to change her life, but assuming she loved and built a long happy life with her husband, the end of this movie is a big fuck you to that poor sap. To say nothing of the fact that Rose was gigantic twat to her poor mother whose only

True...but there’s progress at least in that she is legit fat and not just “TV fat.” And they gave her a love interest. And it’s possible I smiled at the weighing ones self only after removing earrings thing, which I have totally done. I just hope her whole storyline isn’t fat and that the love story is done well and

HA on the badges. Everyone can still tell. I, as a young Republican, was a part of the team running the 2004 convention in NYC. We were instructed to take off our badges outside of MSG, but we were still heckled everywhere we went. People know. One girl even tricked us into a heckling as we were stumbling back to our

When the black lady in the track suit steps in for her move and gets the approving nod from Basic White Girl Elle as if she would give a shit or participate in that nonsense is when I die the most inside. It is the worst. I hate secondhand embarrassment!