I want a movie about a little girl, aged like 11-12, going through the stuggles of prepubescent girl life, with her entire inner monologue is narrated by Samuel L. Jackson.
Shot of disgruntled adorable little girl.SLJ: I knew that Susie was a backstabbin’ motherfucker, and if anyone was going to ruin my chances of being Miss Sugar Drop Queen, it was that asshole.
(via themagicalari)
I AM SORRY BUT THIS IS WHY I AM EMBARRASSED TO BE AN AMERICAN. IF A HIJAB THAT DORNS THE AMERICAN FLAG PATTERN IS NOT ACCEPTABLE BUT SKIMPY ASS BIKINIS OR WEARING THE FUCKING ACTUAL FLAG IS ACCEPTABLE, JUST BECAUSE THE PERSON IS WHITE, I WANT TO FUCKING THROW UP.
(I don’t have a thing against Audrey Kitching, she was just merely and example).
But this fucking disgusts me right here. It makes me want to say, fuck this country and its racism and double standards.
also notice how these people are calling her a terrorist even though she didn’t do anything wrong
but they are threatening to kill, beat, steal from, and degrade this woman for simply wearing an article of clothing
fuck everything
I just gagged.
something tells me that this would be a lot less number of comments if it was england and st. george’s flag
THL #19 - The Good Nudes and Bad Nudes
Another logistical argument, sorry.
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a bit of background on this strip.
when I was younger, my hippie-ish parents were into nudist colonies. from eight years old to my earliest teenage years, my parents would drag me out there every weekend.
I hated it there. there were very few kids my age, and we were all damned if we cooperated with this nude thing. but all the adults were there, hanging out in more ways than one. it seemed bizarre to me, and I was deeply ashamed of going.
regardless, living at such a place would definitely impact me one way or another. being a kid in a nudist colony was a tough go when you’re trying to learn about your sexuality, but perhaps it made me see things in a way that would inevitably lead to me doing a comic like sexy losers.
one of the things that clothes were No Big Deal. outside of the camp, clothes determined everything about you, your clothes were your social identity. but when everyone is naked, there were no more groups and divisions, and everyone was the same.
back in the real world, it always puzzled me why someone’s clothes would be the blame for something. especially rape. at the nudist colony, I saw a lot of naked people just doing living stuff. swimming, sunbathing, playing chess, talking at a bar, dancing, cooking, playing tennis, you name it. I also happened to see a lot of penises too. and never, ever, did I see anyone with a boner. ever.
so if men in the real world couldn’t control themselves if they saw a woman in “slutty” clothing, how come they can control themselves if everyone’s freaking naked? this inconsistency couldn’t be explained unless that idea that clothes “ask for it” was complete and utter bull. men can handle the clothing. they’re just looking for a way to victim blame.
anyways, that’s where this strip came from.
(via ambr0secadwell)
When he’s about to climax, whisper “the Lannisters send their regards” seductively in his ear and then stab him in front of his weeping mother.
(via appleswans)
Guy: You’re really pretty, I hit the jack pot.
Me: Yeah until I turn into a beast and rip off all my skin.
Guy:…
Me: *giggles*
Guy: So…. a beast?
Me: Yeah like *mimes ripping off skin and screeches like a skin ripping monster*
*Akward Silence*
Me: So… yeah I umm I should go
Cats. They own you. And you need to be monitored.
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