Splitter!

I’m hoping she’s learned enough from her past & has enough distance from her toxic family to have a solid relationship with this guy.

here’s where it came from

I think we all need to take a moment to reflect on how lucky we are that our in-laws aren’t Michael and Dina Lohan.

All I remember is a 20 minute speech by Rick, telling Karl the reason why we are no longer the greatest nation on earth is because we no longer build things, we no longer create with a sense of pride ... and also because 90% of our population are now flesh eating zombies.

I read that as TWD, and had a brief vision of The Walking Dead as written by Sorkin. It was amazing.

The job im at now got all weirded out by my asking “what happened to the last guy here?” and the boss man walked in and was like “that’s not important.” i was like “im just curious” and they all said”curiosity killed the cat.” im like 6 months in and i now know why the last dude left...

The thing is that with Eminem, he actually knew what role he played within the greater scheme of things (within the realm of hip hop). Igloo seems to think that they should roll the carpet out for her and kiss her Outback feet because...She may go now. I'm so done with her and her shenanigans.

whoa for a minute there I thought Taylor herself took the acid and was disturbing and dangerous. Which I only slightly believe, as I see her as being one of those really, really annoying people when high.

All those booty shots got to her brains. Yes, brains.

She said Ashy Larry. I flatlined.

• will have half a penis
  

Later on Iggy says she’ll cut off half an inch, which means we have some inconsistent data about how big his dick is.

I think of this as an exhortation to empathy. I am glad that the author has finally seen that she should not shrink from the world, or her enjoyment of life, and can wear her trauma as prominently as she needs or wants to at any given moment. However, and what I don’t sense in this piece, is what is present in…

To paraphrase the Holocaust “survivor” Eli Weisel, author of the iconic memoir “Night,” in his response to a woman who expressed her guilt at feeling sad and depressed over trivial things, as her suffering could never match Weisel’s, he essentially told her this...”we all have our own pain, which fills us to the brim.…

While this isn’t for me, the less-snarky aspect is that it is encouraging community in a society that is ever-more less-communal. As a young adult after college I moved to the other side of the country, lived alone, and had no community. This is one positive side of housing like this.

“That’s right, Liz, I’m an idiot. Surprised?”

Poor pygmy sloth, there’s an estimated 100 of them left on the planet. I’d welcome a jaguar attack on him for that one. Cat or car, take your pick. For any of it, really.

As a Native who now lives Not In New York, I can safely say that the only real difference in values between NYC and literally everywhere else is that they have true respect for the bagel.