Ding ding ding, we have a winner folks. I guarantee you there was infidelity involved. Tree trimmings aren’t “tackled out of nowhere” worthy. Coming home to seeing the smug asshole that fucked your wife? Yeah, that’s worth a six-rib breaking tackle.
Ding ding ding, we have a winner folks. I guarantee you there was infidelity involved. Tree trimmings aren’t “tackled out of nowhere” worthy. Coming home to seeing the smug asshole that fucked your wife? Yeah, that’s worth a six-rib breaking tackle.
Thank you also for the much-needed periodic reminder that Mike Huckabee is garbage.
“a very regrettable dispute between two neighbors over a matter that most people would regard as trivial,”
I was just reminded that Christopher Plummer is the only Chris worth fawning over.
It’s laughable to see people quoting “drain the swamp”, and saying that this is only happening because now they have a “real” “caring” President of the people. I’ve watched a hundred fictional shows about how easily manipulated the public are, it’s scary to see it being played out in real life.
I like all of the Chrises, but Chris Evans—talented, sexy, outspoken, unabashedly liberal, dog-loving Chris Evans—is the best Chris.
Because Trump voters are fucking dumb. They think that the pussygrabbing is “just locker room talk.” I can only speak for myself and I’ve been in plenty of locker rooms and I never heard anything remotely like that.
So, how long is the Hollywood Purge going to continue? Not that it’s a bad thing it’s happening, it’s just gotten to the point where I wake up every morning wondering who did what to whom without consent next.
It would’ve been better if they were overseas in the military, because they know what they’re getting themselves into.
It kinda defeats the whole “God is everywhere” argument.
Why not in a funeral home? In a coffin? Wearing your good clothes? Just take the shot and - boom - you’re already dressed and ready to go!
There are 3000+ recorded gods in human history. The odds that you happened to choose the right one (assuming one or more exists) by virtue of having been born at a specific time and place when worshiping that god was in vogue are so small that you’re far better off not picking one.
I got pissed off on the way in to work this morning because NPR had this tidbit from Gov. Abbot:
This argument/statement has to be the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard from someone on that network, which is really saying something.
Cognitive dissonance at its finest.
You should probably do us all a favor and just not talk to women until you can figure it out then.
I have heard several men make this sort of comment recently about how they could possibly be expected to discern between an appropriate and an inappropriate gesture of interest in a woman. As if the two are so terribly similar that one might “accidentally” harass a woman. Like, how could any well-meaning gentleman…
“You’re not in the gay community, you’re in the creep community! Go celebrate creep pride and throw a little creep parade.”
“Being assaulted by a man who later acknowledged being gay confused me so much about my own sexuality because I connected my sexuality to being abused. It took years to rework that my sexuality was not borne out of pain.”