Schadenfreude isn't my typical genre, but I could watch a debate a week til the election.
Wagina is the preferred term. Apparently. Per this article. I always called them elbow pits.
Because racism is learned. It's the same tired tropes they heard from their parents. Today's racists are racist against Central American and Caribbean immigrants. Twenty years ago it was the Middle East. In the 1970s it was southeast Asians. Before that were... everybody else. This is America. There's always some new cultural group to demonize.
Romero said Harris was attempting to "pass a bill that looked to jail mothers of students who were truant and not going to school."
It's the same flimsy argument. It's just lazy and short sighted.
I wish the detractors would spend as much time wading through Trump's ever-growing list of failures, but all they do is drink the $99 Trump branded Kool aid and complain about a mostly popular Attorney General's tenure in a state they'll never visit.
The cakes, too, were better: that woman was really sweet.
I have a hard time differentiating between creepy and morbid. But the little cakes absolutely won me over.
This was my attempt at creepy brain bleach after my last post. Still, I wouldn't want to meet it unprepared.
I didn't! You're lying!