she wears short skirts, i wear blue shirts, she’s cheer captain and damnit jim, i’m a doctor
My mind rebels at stagnation! Give me problems! Give me work!
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This is really not okay.
I think some people fail to realize that men can be sexually assaulted, too, and not just by other men. This girl shoves him against the wall and slaps him three fucking times when he pushes her away. Heck, he has to push her away twice before she backs off for a moment. Then she goes right back to kissing him.
If the genders were reversed, everyone on this site would be flipping a shit. And if anyone dares to tell me that it’s different when a girl does it to a guy, I will personally write you a three-page essay on why it is still not okay.
Hey guys this is an anti-violence commercial. I’m sure this kind of shit happens, but this one is staged.
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If I could ever be somethign this beautiful. I dont evne.
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When I was a kid, you know I immigrated to the States in 1978, and I’m six years old and watching TV and I didn’t see any Asians on television. And you turn on Star Trek and there’s this Asian guy not chopping anybody up. He’s honorable, a helmsman of a spaceship, and it was a big, big deal for me to see that and have a role model.
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Girl look at that body,
Girl look at that body,
Girl look at that body,
We should probably call the police who knows how long it’s been in the river.
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i like the word partners because no one can tell if you’re dating or if you’re in a buddy cop movie
oddly enough, no one can tell if Simon Pegg and Nick Frost are dating or in a buddy cop movie.
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So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.
This brought tears to my eyes. You go, vegansanfrancishet. You’re awesome.
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If you say “old sport” three times in front of your mirror Gatsby will appear and awkwardly hit on your wife
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You know, because of the heavily psychological themes in Silent Hill, the idea that it looks different to each individual…nothing has scared me more in the ENTIRE series than that ONE line from Vincent.
That was the moment I went, “oh, SHIT.”
It calls to mind so many different ideas.
What does Silent Hill look like to him?
What does Silent Hill ACTUALLY look like?
What are we actually fighting?
What if we’re killing PEOPLE?
What if the monsters aren’t real, and we’re going around slaughtering real people? Maybe even other people trapped in Silent Hill just like us? What if they attack us because WE look like the monsters to them?
What if we’re the real monster.
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