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The mocking is a nice touch
Reads more as a threat if you ask me
finally, an update that improves the site
The Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975) dir. Jim Sharman
who is she
woman seeking woman. i’m six feet tall, fashionable, and enjoy long walks through brackish estuary water off the coast of virginia
She’s our most famous cryptid
The bae in the bay
The Chesapeake Bae
after corona has been tamed, im going to suck off any doctor or nurse who wants it. idgaf. you saved a bunch of people from rona? you risked your health to help us during a plague? drop em. truly braver than the troops.
First one to make a vaccine gets to smash RAW
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A big thank you to all the folks in the delivery service who help keep our world moving everyday.
If you ever, and I mean EVER think that you fucked something up royally, remember that the organizers of the 1904 Olympic marathon:
- Had zero stations for water on the 26 mile (42 km) course
- Accidentally gave North American competitor Tom Hicks a cocktail made of egg whites, brandy, and actual fucking rat poison
- Had a guy come into the race late wearing a beret and cutoff slacks, sneak into an apple orchard during the race because no food had been given to him for 40 hours, eat rotten apples, projectile vomit onto the track, fall asleep for hours, and finish in fourth place OVERALL because most of the other runners collapsed of exhaustion or injuries
- Conducted the race on a dusty road, which caused so much dust to be kicked into the air that an American runner somehow inhaled enough to tear his STOMACH LINING open
- Accidentally released feral dogs onto the track
- Fucked the other competitors up SO BADLY that Tom Hicks—the guy who ate RAT POISON and was HALLUCINATING the entire run—came in first place
zac efron on the verge of tears after eating pasta is both extremely relatable and also incredibly sad
Hollywood is so toxic with men's "body goals". Society is so toxic with men's mental health. This is heartbreaking to see. I really hope we change the view point of these things.
automation is going to take jobs away from cops
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I distinctly remember the first time my dad called me my right name. I was sixteen, I’d gotten my driver’s license not too long ago, and now that I was driving, my dad gave me a credit card so I could get gas, or food if I was staying late at school due to marching band. He was very clear, this card was for food and gas only. Only gas and food. Just those two categories of product. He would be checking the bill. I had no desire to buy anything else with this card.
However. Often when getting food after marching practice, or on our scant breaks, I’d drive my friends to burger king or little ceasers or starbucks or whatever, and sometimes not all of my friends could afford the food they wanted. And well…food is food. I have a big appetite, and as long as I didn’t go crazy overboard and order catering for the whole band, a few extra burgers and shakes wouldn’t stand out on a monthly bill. So I bought my friends food.
I did this for several months, and sometime during that came out to my parents. They both thought it was a phase, and that I would grow out of it. Since they’re not terrible people their approach to me having ‘a boy phase’ was to let me do my thing and wait for me to change my mind. I didn’t change my mind, and eventually they understood that, but that’s a whole other post. The point is my dad didn’t discourage me from transitioning, but avoided talking about it with me. He stopped calling me his daughter, but replaced it with child rather than son, that kind of thing.
But back to the credit card. Eventually I started feeling guilty. TECHNICALLY I was obeying the rule ‘food and gas only’, but I knew I was bending it. I nervously admitted to him one day that sometimes…on occasion…once in a while… I’d buy a friend food. I waited solemnly for his judgement. He walked over to me, put his hands on my shoulders, looked into my eyes sternly and said,
“Zackary, we are Italian. If you let your friends go hungry….” (and here he decided to shake me just for a little emphasis) “I will disown you.”
And that’s when I knew he’d come around. Trans? Fine okay sure, give it a shot. Stingy? Get the fuck out.
fantastic news!
All the more reason to wear masks! :)
#come on millennials #we’ve got at least one more industry killing in us
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HAMILTON (2020) dir. Thomas Kail
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refers to myself as "The Management"
Fucking management forgot to do laundry again
I've started referring to my past self as "day shift", because now when I come home to a sink full of dishes I can do them out of spite while saying "fucking day shift didn't do anything".
It oddly motivates me
if it seems stupid but it works...