What, is it funny or something?
What, is it funny or something?
I watched that replay 7 times, and there are several less syllables in whatever he said than “I thought we were ahead.”
Yes. Even with a base assumption of support for accusers it doesn’t mean we shouldn’t be critical or not seek confirmation, additional information. Otherwise how do we distinguish between very, very rare false accusations. Non-abusive uncomfortable situations. And real accusations. How do we distinguish isolated…
I guess I wouldn’t say it was bad, it was just...bland. It was too boring to be memorably...well, anything, really. Which is odd, since they clearly thought they were doing some big, exciting twist with the John Connor stuff. But the whole thing just felt very dutiful and paint by numbers.
Is it sexist, if Cera was literally the only other person present for the event, to ask him how he remembers it?
How? Cera was there, they were dating, Cross believed that Yi would have confided in Cera that she was upset.
He and Cera work together and have known each other for years. Asking him is perfectly logical: If he had indeed acted exactly as Yi described, his relationship with Cera would have been affected.
“I asked one other person I know who would have witnessed the incident” isn’t a shit move, it’s perfectly reasonable.
“Gonna be honest—if you find yourself constantly having to explain to people that despite what they just heard you say,”
But that’s not what’s happening. People are continually calling him racist based on one incident, reported years after the fact, that they lack all the information on, that they don’t have film or…
Because he (in my version of events) basically gave his character a name that amounted to “I have a huge dick”. Dick (penis) B (is) Riddick (ridiculously large).
“Petting a dog which wasn’t hers?” You mean like “walking through the wrong neighboorhood?” You’re merely proving that you’re just as bad as those you (justifyably) hate. Touching your dog is not touching your hair, you jerk.
“Dick B Riddick”. Well played, Mr Diesel. Well played, indeed...
“Andriutti liked the fact that when he reached around behind one of his mighty arms with the other hand, it made the widest muscles of his back, the latissima dorsae, fan out until they practically split his shirt, and his pecturals hardened into a couple of mountains of purse muscle.” Bonfire of the Vanities, p. 103
Google Books, man. I don’t have them, like, memorized.
Right out the gate! That ADA!
He’s bizarrely fixating on trapezius muscles in heaven right now.
“MILF Island” would be required viewing for me.
Like these two-bit distraction tactics would ever even wor . . . ooh, five dollars!
Wait, no, that dude’s totally a public figure. I wasn’t anywhere near the Chicago public school system in the ‘90s and even I’d heard of Bittenbinder prior to this special.