There was the time a neighbor boy who hit me with a whip - yes, a goddam whip - in the back of the school bus until I cried, and nobody, not event the bus driver, who was my mother's cousin, said or did anything.
Okay, this person I would beat to a pulp. Non-consensual whipping is kind of a thing for me. Don't. You just...don't.
Portable hotspot is the best thing ever, especially when my flight has been delayed and I'm stuck at the airport waiting for my aircraft to arrive.
Small-breasted women have also begun to express their anger on the Internet when they suspect one of their brethren has decided to artificially augment what nature has given her.
Brethren? Do they even know what that word means?
Brethren? Do they even know what that word means?
In Jamaica we'd say sistren, but I don't know how mainstream that term has gotten.
These days, schools are better at combating bullying, right?
The physical stuff, I think so. But the psychological stuff (name-calling, taunting, etc.) is still hard to deal with - harder now that the internet allows all sorts of nasty shit to said about people anonymously. Even if the victim avoids it, everybody else can read and share things that have been said/written.
Don't waste your breath getting outraged at a NYT trend piece, people! It's one outraged member of the IBTC!
Don't waste your breath getting outraged at a NYT trend piece, people!
I am outraged that
flat
chested women can ever be happy. Blasphemy. Don't even suggest it.
Don't waste your breath getting outraged at a NYT trend piece, people! It's one outraged member of the IBTC!
One outraged member
with two friends!
Anyway, now I'm pissed off that Earl might ruin my CSA farm. I forgot about that part! My pickup tomorrow is already cancelled.
Anyway, now I'm pissed off that Earl might ruin my CSA farm.
That does suck. We're now out of it's path, but the part of the province with all the apple orchards is due to get hit...and it's the best apple season in years.
I guess I am heading to CB on Saturday??? If the storm doesn't wobble??? And my catsitting plans work out???
Earl IS Tino. He's been messing up my plans all week.