The beauty of that Tweet is that he can no longer pretend that the Mueller investigation is a hoax. This 4 Dimensional Space Chess he’s playing is dizzying.
There Wolf, There Castle
tw-tc
Too late:
Can confirm. The Furniture Floor of my local Nordstrom’s is literally the suicide forest.
Just for the sake of facts:
Hannity is what happens when there’s a chromosome pileup in aisle 3.
Punching Solas is something I do in every playthrough. Using one of the trials I usually have him fully pissed off by the time I get to Skyhold and trigger that option almost immediately.
Ugh.
Trump’s budget proposal for 2019 adds $7 trillion to the deficit and eliminates the Corporation for Public Broadcasting,
It is uneven. Some amazing high points and some really cringe-worthy low points. So you have to roll with it if the genre is your cup of tea. Like most of the Marvel lineup on Netflix these days, it would have done better shortened to a six episode tightly plotted season 1.
I thought that too, but the article was written totally straight after that so it made little sense to me. But hey, If I took it too seriously that’s on me. I’ll own my mistake.
I can’t edit, but if I’m wrong I’m wrong. It’s a weird mistake for the sake of comedy. My bad and withdrawn.
Honesty, this spelling mistake is so stupid
Too bad it’s going to be Denver though. Mark my words.
It’s subjective though, because - you’re right, while it may be more socially acceptable on the surface for women to do it for the exact reason you mention, I also suspect that one result for women is that unwanted attention that being alone brings. It’s a double edged sword on both ends.
I heard the boos but not the hisses. Were there hisses? Because Jon Lovett and his Lovett or Leave It Podcast has made hissing great again.
Likely the Guggenheim realized that the receipt of the painting after Trump’s term would result in a fortune in restorative work to remove a layer of burger and fry grease that had congealed over the image.
I swear I can’t keep all of these pasty-white razor cut bilemongers straight. Someone needs to make up “Scared-Millenial-Nazi-Cosplayer” cheat sheet so I can keep my Posobiecs, Baked Alaskas and Richard Spensers in some sort of logical order.