I can’t say I’m too surprised because they all seemed stoned most of the time and the actual cake-substance itself was clearly their last priority, but this still makes me sad to hear. I miss that show. :(
I can’t say I’m too surprised because they all seemed stoned most of the time and the actual cake-substance itself was clearly their last priority, but this still makes me sad to hear. I miss that show. :(
I went to the really tacky (not casual, not ironically trashy - seriously tacky) wedding of a childhood friend where - no lie - they had a tiny “good” cake for the bridal party and a two-day-old grocery store sheet cake with sprinkles and plastic toys on it for the guests. The bride’s behavior was so selfish and…
More stars, please.
Amen. My brother’s wedding was a 3 day affair at a dry Buddhist retreat in the middle of nowhere - no bar, no cell service/wifi, no +1’s allowed, and even the indoor plumbing was a hike from the cabins full of metal, army-issued bunk beds.
Ugh, I just threw up a little. I bet he has some ludicrous infantilising nickname for her, too, like “Lamby” or “Lumpy Dump.” That groom is in for a nightmare lifetime of failed comparisons to Daaaddeeeee.
I have a FWB who insists I taste exactly like maple syrup. It might be the most complimentary thing anyone has ever said to/about me.
The tap water where I grew up (Denver) tastes SO MUCH BETTER than any bottled water. When I moved to San Diego and discovered that the tap water tasted like the inside of a garbage can, I was stunned. I literally used to drive home over Christmas break and fill up a couple of large water bottles to bring back with me.
I got pretty much straight C-’s in math throughout high school, with extra credit help. I then scored 760 (out of 800, I’m an Old) on the Math SAT and got a perfect score on the college Calculus AP exam. At my 10 year HS reunion, my normally very reserved, bearded-British 12th grade Calc teacher, Mr. Kelly, pulled me…
Some people are sickos get off on their ability to manipulate others into thinking they are good people. Some are just completely self-absorbed, want what they want when they want it, and don’t care whether they hurt someone. in the process.
Ok, now I’m officially creeped out.
You’re right! I wonder how many diamonds I could get for it.
If you’re implying that a B.A. in Women’s Studies is a meaningless thing, you’re an (unfunny) asshole, and fuck you.
Also, it is absolutely possible to have both had sex with someone AND have raped them. They are not the same thing.
People come right out and say it nowadays. See: Damon Wayans, et. al.
I’m sure she’s spent a lot of time considering this, and come to the conclusion that a) he may not want to draw the considerable attention a lawsuit would bring to his history, and b) the benefit of shining a light on these stories could potentially far outweigh the risk. One of the only benefits of NOT being rich is…
This is such a good point, and should be extended to include victims themselves. When you are raped or assaulted by someone you trust (whether it’s a coach/teacher or a “loved one”) there is a strong temptation to minimize or deny what happened, because admitting to yourself that you placed so much trust in such a…
When I first met my ex (who was an awkward, late blooming virgin until he was 23 and discovered the gym), I asked him what he usually did for fun on a Friday night, and he said, “mostly I sit at home reading the NYT and looking at porn.” This won me over (don’t judge!) because I figured it meant he was educated,…
You need help, seriously.
That’s what they NEED. What they WANT is a fictional video game avatar.
I’ve had guys not be able to deal with the emotional aspect, but thank god no one has ever been douchey enough to express THAT. Ewww.