My favourite bit was the out of nowhere Donald Glover slam. That was a Shawn Michaels superkicking Marty Janetty through the window blogging moment.
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lol, my cousin actually did something like that: He threw a barbeque for all his family and friends (not the first time he did so) and it was all a bit like the above, half the crowd in sandals and jeans, and then SUPRISE, here’s a civil servant who’s going to marry him and his girlfriend, and also there’s cake.
Space trash landing in NJ. How will they even know?
Oh, so I was right, you are trash. Thanks for the clarification!
What guy? That guy doesn’t exist. But even if he did, does such a guy deserve to be shot dead for breaking into a car? I’m no longer sure how many Americans would answer that question. It’s terrifying.
And yet...he was taken seriously. By the council, the crowd of protestors, and, now, the national media.
Which has to do with...what?
People have been. No one particularly cares because he’s preying on WOC.
The fuck is wrong with you?
You might not like his personal style, but it was composed to make a statement. Did it do that? Will you remember this?
He didn’t/doesn’t have to hide it better. He’s abusing black girls. US society at large doesn’t give AF about black girls.
The weird thing is that he was never even very good at hiding it. I mean, he was banging Aaliyah when she was 14, and married her when she was 15. And it’s not like it was an isolated incident, 15 years ago, either, considering all the other hinky stuff that’s been floating around out there since then.
That’s the main reason I enjoy live concerts less and less.
Not if Solange is around, that’s for sure.
Not exactly related but: I hail from the middle of the USA and recently started working in customer service in NYC, and the difference is staggering. My whole training week I could not get over how rude my coworkers (and boss!) were allowed to be to customers; it was amazing. Back in the Midwest I had to essentially…
Imagine this being your passport photo! The sheer power!
How is her 1966 passport photo even OK with the passport office? They wouldn’t let me make any face other than “meth addict mug shot” when I posed for mine. Although admittedly this was after 1966 so perhaps I am a victim of modern passport laws.
“Face the camera? No dah-ling let’s show the world my best side.”