JFC you win.
JFC you win.
When a state like New York adopted the standards, they probably got a bunch of SUNY mathematics faculty together to write course materials for the whole state.
Eh--given that Cory Booker’s chances of being sworn in are basically none to not happening, I think he just announced he and Rosario Dawson are never getting married.
I mean if you confront these mutha fuckas with the facts that you just laid out in this article they lose their damn minds. Fuck them all. You are a racist piece of white trash. You voted for someone as dumb as you, as fat as you, as intellectually stunted as you, as ignorant of business as you, as ignorant of the…
The thing is, “the others” aren’t scary when they are serving up your fast food, mowing your lawn, cleaning your toilets, driving your buses, wiping your nana’s old butt, etc. The “others” become scary when they start asking for this thing called equality and using this thing called voting to get it!
Because electing and reelecting an irrefutable racist is an act of racism in and of itself, regardless of one’s priorities or intent.
Anytime I hear someone say they won’t eat leftovers, I know two things: their mom didn’t work, and they had plenty of money growing up.
BTW Tucker Carlson absolutely would have been one of the people suing his neighbors in his DC ‘hood for selling their house to a Jew in 1947.
Can we change the title of this article to “Karine Jean-Pierre Won’t Hesitate to Handle You” or “Karine Jean-Pierre is Fearless”? I feel like we’ve buried the lede.
If this is not the corner of Faux Woke and Male Privilege, I don’t know what is.
Any tomatoes other than home/locally grown taste like cardboard anyway.
He has no idea how it inadvertently helps California, as much of the luxury ag/produce that comes from here will be at all-time competitive prices...but he wouldn’t grasp that concept anyway so no need to tell him.
Point of order. That recipe from Paula Deen has been made and handed down from grandmother to mother to child from the eastern border of Louisiana to the southern border of Virginia(Florida is right out) since time began. I move that her accursed name be removed and it just be called “southern style” deviled eggs.
With a speak-to-the-manager haircut and a divorce lawyer whose kids have taken to calling her Aunt Karen after she (or more to the point, her three ex-husbands, the last of whom left her after he caught her in bed with the lawyer) loaded up their college funds with enough money to get them an undergrad from Princeton…
They clearly knew nothing about the person who wrote that song. Perhaps they should’ve picked up a book before staging their little protest OHWAITLOL.
And still alive...
You can either, request it spicier, move on to another restaurant, or bring your own spices.