The snapping of gum. The slurping of soup (*shudders*). If you, like me, have misophonia, these sounds are more than…
The snapping of gum. The slurping of soup (*shudders*). If you, like me, have misophonia, these sounds are more than…
Note to self: Do not jog in combat boots. Or inject human growth hormone.
John Daly is Fucked Up Again, Enters Tournament
Something something banging hookers something something tooth.
It wasn’t the golf, it was the navy seal training and other absurdities
I think we’ve been waiting 11+ years for a showdown between Maul and...
I’m fine with Watto dying.
Josh Brown may dispute his ex-wife Molly’s claim that he hit her, but I think, looking at the evidence, that her accusations are pretty solid. In fact I’d say they’re unsinkable.
Yeah, I thought she either was not pleased about Modine touching her so much or was suuuuper drunk/stoned.
Was he holding her down or holding her up?
I’m still undecided, but the fact that Matthew Modine was holding both her arms as if to keep her still or keep her from collapsing, makes me think she was hammered in a Hollywood way that most of us never get to experience.
No, she pulled those faces because she was off her tits on something. Either pills or booze, or both.
You could be hearing your dead grandmother’s voice telling you to fuck Hitler with a strapon, and your face STILL wouldn’t make those expressions.
This is pretty much my face after a bottle (or two) of wine. Thanks to that little Stranger Things angel, hearing loss will be my new excuse when my kids are older and ask why my face looks weird.
Really, dude?
I went to Baylor. My wife went to Baylor. Our kids won’t be Bears.
I’m starting to think that Baylor was a corrupt organization that allowed a rape culture to flourish. But I need yet another 148 examples of it just to be sure.
Crazy that sexually repressive religious institutions might have trouble handling rape and sexual assaults properly...
51 rapes and I could totally understand how Art could have missed it. But Fifty TWO?! That’s where I draw the line.
Quartermass, not saying anything else! (it’s real) ok just that, done.