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this-rough-beast

To be fair, I take all my third dates to the aquarium in TO. I figure if they can deal with me being a knowitall there, they can deal with it for the rest of our dating life.

Olivia Benson isn’t a cop. She’s a member of an elite squad who investigate these vicious felonies. These are their stories. Chung Chung.

On the one hand, demanding they have a search warrant is an A++ smart move. Never let the cops into your home without a warrant.

You know, my definition of stealing shit is kind of fluid. Like, if they don’t say anything, that’s okay right? Also my idea of murder has been evolving. I mean, they never said, “Don’t murder me,” so I’m shiny.

My friend and I were on the north shore, we have pictures of us literally on the edge. One wrong move and we would have been a headline. There is nothing, in a lot of places, to prevent this. Common sense should keep people away from the edge.

I come from a long line of pale creatures and when, grub-like, we children emerged on the beach, all my cousins were required to swim wearing t-shirts so they wouldn’t burst into flames. Would this be banned because of “hygiene”

Pretty sure you would be doing the work of gods and angels.

Well he’s not going to say that. (It’s just heavily implied.)

There was. It was exactly as you said, but Tumblr discourse actually shut that down pretty fast. Queer history and the safe space that was RHPS showings prevailed.

Yeah, the second I saw the dog was dead as well, not just locked away from the bodies, I knew it was the dad. It’s fucked up, but that’s the way it usually goes.

I think when crowning has occurred there’s no more delay. Baby has arrived, it’s time to catch.

I am but a smol plebe, but WHAT THE FUCK, I’m pretty sure even I could do a better job. You want to be on hands and knees? Cool. It’s coming out of you right now? I will catch it. Or you can catch it. Whatever. Ladies have been doing this shit for as long as humans have been humans, we’ll figure it out together.

Nooooooo.

I died with happiness when I found out Ms Bee was one of my fellow countrymen. Because there’s nothing Canadians like more than spotting our own on television. Bonus points for her being a total boss.

Someone should just quietly follow this dude around to make sure he’s not violating his probation. One toe out of line, one quick pic on your phone, problem solved.

This is my wee pupple.

I too have a...friend who would like to be ungreyed.

One of my exes - a lovely, sweet guy who I am still friends with (better friends than partners) - kicked a wall. One time. Actually, he kicked a foam pile next to the wall so as not to hurt his foot or the wall.

There’s also the lovely area of whining, and begging and being like. “Well, just try kissing me, I bet you’ll like it,” or “Just lie down with me and let me cuddle you clothes on and everything,” and you do that, because it’s easier than arguing for another four hours.

Don’t you know that boys are from Jupiter where they get more stupider?