I will make vodka out of him.
I will make vodka out of him.
I know like, five of these words.
The difference is that the person that wrote that is a terrible human being.
Yeah, seems like they didn’t count on Satan’s army (TMZ and In Touch) to uncover their mess. Bad Mistake.
Some communities are EXTREMELY conservative when it comes to teachers and drinking. I know of districts close to where I teach that don’t allow teachers to buy/drink beer in public in their town. I’ve even had a superintendent reprimand me because his wife noted that my car was still parked outside a bar the next…
Everyone knows you soak your tampons in vodka, not beer.
How did they really think none of this would get out?
The parent should have looked on the bright side. If you needed tampons you clearly weren’t a hussy who found herself in the family way.
My principal was, fortunately, very cool, so we just laughed about it, but the parent was AGHAST that her child saw a box of Tampax and a sixer of Guinness in my cart. This is the same parent who wouldn’t let their (awesome) kid play basketball because their family served Jesus. I had no idea Jesus was against…
I grew up in SA, that whole town has no sense of humor. Also we will not have any teachers left if we keep trying to police their private lives. If the teacher had these posted around the classroom, ok you can object. They’re on an Internet account not affiliated with the school? Then sit down and shut the fuck up.
I firmly believe that all Back-to-School nights should feature at least one ritualistic slaying of a busy-body parent to set an example to the rest of them that they can fuck right the hell on off and stop thinking that public schools are your personal daycares for your kids.
I am a parent. My kid has teachers. If I were snooping around on any of their social media pages and saw this, I would laugh hysterically and make a note to myself to up my end-of-school teacher gift game. I cannot imagine what it must be like to have to manage other people’s children all day long.
If a PINTEREST page is the biggest worry for your child’s education, you’ve got a great fucking school system.
years ago Mary Ellen Mark casually asked if she could photograph me when I worked at an agency. Someone up from me in the food chain overheard this and fired me later that week. My co-workers parting words were, “There was no way in HELL I was going to let you be photographed by Mary Ellen.” Twenty years later I went…
Honestly, it’s why I like it so much. Plus it doesn’t look staged and trying to teach us something or send a message.
Oh, yeah, that’s not playing adult- that’s a kid who’s been through and seen some shit.
It is, and yet I’m mesmerized by it. To me, she doesn’t look like a kid ‘playing adult’ by smoking, she looks like someone who was born with a cigarette out of the womb. It’s a great photo, even if the story behind it is likely depressing.
Her portraits in the Indian brothels are heart wrenching but beautiful.