Choose not with the claw, for the claw chooses also
Eighteen-month-old Colin Lambert had to be rescued by firefighters Tuesday from a claw machine inside a laundromat in Maryville, Tenn after he climbed inside and got stuck. Little Lambert is the latest small child to find his way into the potentially perilous trenches of a claw machines filled with stuffed animal toys. http://gawker.com/5711465/kids-t...
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i want to see the fbi documents where they talk about people on this website getting indoctrinated into extreme ideologies via relatable text posts and memes. when do those become declassified?
September 2014: it appears several factions of the “tumblr left” are now using web-generated “gifs” of the popular video game “Madden NFL” to summarize and glorify radical theories. This is no doubt an attempt to establish their ideas in the mainstream culture, starting with football and video games.
Here is a video of some dumb lady who is all like “date rape drugs meh nonsense sniff.” Cool, lady! Very good think-tanking, we are sure! I do not have fancy “numbers and facts,” but I* have been roofied three separate times! I could be all mad about it, like GRRR date rape drugs! But instead I choose to think of it as people just really wanting me to fuck me, even if I am covered in puke!
The first time I was roofied was at my friend Kedric’s party in downtown LA, before downtown LA was the next Brooklyn. Kedric had a fuckin’ sweet pad, yo, in the penthouse of the Alexandria Hotel, which at the time was a welfare hotel on all the other floors. The elevators were excitingly full of crime! Some white douchebro types stood suspiciously near my beer as I was dancing on the dance floor at the superfun party! I had two sips of beer, and one hour later had been in the party’s only bathroom for 45 minutes, “gastrointestinally distressing” for what seemed like ever, because it was! That was fun, because soooo many people were waiting outside the bathroom when I staggered out, almost on my knees, and pinballed from one wall to the other as I tried to walk 20 feet down the hall! My big brother had come to the party with me, though, and lived two blocks away, and he took me home and put me to bed, and I did not get raped that night. Better luck next time, douchebros!
The second time I got roofied, I was with a bunch of friends at Chat Noir in Orange County. It was full of old rich men, and one of them was REALLY INSISTENT I come outside to look at his Porsche with him, even though I explained that why the fuck would I care if you have a Porsche? Well, the better for the friend who stayed behind to put a roofie in the one Champagne cocktail I drank, on a full stomach. An hour later, I fell into a cab, and then threw up on myself the whole way home! Thank you, Mr. Cabdriver, for not being mad about it, and also not raping me! Good job not being a dick!
The third time I got roofied, I was having coffee with a rotating cast of Sunday morning hangers-out while I was waiting to go to the airport to fly home from Seattle. Walk to the park up the block? Sure thing, sounds nice! But then, whoops, I ended up in the park bathroom for an hour while I puked and shit and shit and puked, and when I came out the guy who had walked me there was gone. That’s a bummer! Then I went back to the hotel, passed out for a few hours, begged the desk clerk to call me an ambulance as I was very, very ill, eventually got my own cab since she wouldn’t, and the ER doctor would not test me for roofies, he said, because they “don’t have roofies in Seattle,” and also roofies don’t cause gastrointestinal distress. Very good doctoring, A++, would doctor with doctor again!
In conclusion, roofies are not the threat. Not having a travel ban from West Africa is the threat. The End.
*Not my real name.**
**Just kidding, yes it is!
It's one of those so-called facts that everyone knows: Bram Stoker's character Count Dracula was loosely based on Vlad the Impaler. But while there's no doubt that Stoker took the name from Vlad III's patronymic, it's doubtful that the Impaler was actually the basis for the famous vampire.
Just keeping things up to date
I have a few copies of “Playboy” from the 1970s stashed away somewhere. One of them has a letter where a guy writes in saying, “I met this really gorgeous, sweet woman, and we were planning to get married, but she sat me down yesterday and told me that she had a sex change before she met me. Mr. Hefner, should I marry someone who used to be a man?” and the response was, “So she had a sex change, big whoop. Would you be asking this question if she’d made any other change in her life before she met you? You love the woman she is now, and that’s all that should matter. If you want kids you can adopt or something.”
I feel so conflicted right now
That awkward moment when Hugh Hefner is more trans-positive than most feminists of the same era.
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Centers for Disease Control officials say the Texas nurse with Ebola may have been experiencing symptoms several days before she checked herself into a Dallas hospital.
a neat history of human awfulness
Where did this horror movie thing of mummies walking come from was it just some racist weird western notion to further exotify Egypt?? Did anyone actually believe this before The Mummy (the really old version) came out in the 20’s?
This is a great, interesting, insightful, long read.
i corrupted the image file but the cat is almost 100% in tact and has that smug fucking grin like “haha fuckr cant do shit” fuck you cat fuck you fucking grey cat piece of shit cat
Gamer gate has been trying to use Bayonetta as a rallying point, and criticism of it as proof of a “feminist agenda” in reviews
They’ve been trying to get Hideki Kamiya, creator of Bayonetta, to support them
the salt is so fucking real