Exactly puritan American. Kill each other but god forbid you have consensual pleasure.
As American Senator Marco Rubio was grilled by teens few night ago, scores of actual professional journalists asked themselves some variation of this question:
It is actually not a hard question to answer! The first reason is access.
Teens don’t have to worry about losing access to Marco Rubio. It took an extraordinary and tragic set of circumstances for these particular students to have the access to him, and they knew it would be their only chance to directly confront him.
For the students, their livelihoods do not depend on being able to gain access to Marco Rubio (or any other jerk whose sole priority is money) in the future.
On the other hand, that issue of access is so sad and disgusting.
This is a man who refuses to meet or talk with the people he’s paid to represent (the people who elected him in fact,) unless they’re willing to shuck up thousands of dollars.
Also, WTF with the orange idiot and assorted imbeciles wanting to arm teachers??? WHAT DA FUCK is going on in that country? Legit question right there.
Regardless, I’m not American but I’m very proud of those teens.
Kevin is a Belgian I’ve been texting with for several weeks, but we have been too busy to get together… him doing homework and me doing guys. Kevin is a bottom, and even though he knows I’m a retired top, he still wants us to play.
Obviously I couldn’t say no.
I may see him this weekend, but nothing is confirmed yet cause I’m waiting for Mark2 to let me know if we are also having plans… Not to mention Randy… Or whoever else.
It’s my weekend off after all, so first come first serve.
If Rolling Stone, Billboard, and Pitchfork really cared about the integrity and quality of their music reviews, they’d get into a massive bidding war to hire this Chihuahua with flawless taste as their new chief music critic.
There’s not much info about the clip below, except for the fact that this Chihuahua has an impeccable ear and gives the only review of Fergie’s National Anthem performance that is needed.
@TheJose8A, who posted the clip on Twitter, says that thedogs isn’t his…
Well, whoever is the human of this pooch should be proud that they’re caring for one of the greatest critical minds of our time!
This pooch obviously spends all of its time studying musical technique and performance, and doesn’t have time for silly shit like brushing its teeth, going to the dentist or flossing.
When Fergie hits that high note, she sounds like a cat getting ass fucked with a taser, so you would think that the Chihuahua would give a thumbs up to a torturous cat sound. But this pooch is able to suppress any feeling about cats to give an unbiased review.
A total pro!
We’ve all heard of baby boomers, which covers the Post-War period, and the cynicism of Generation X was immortalised in films like Singles and Reality Bites.
Traditionally, Gen X carries us up to 1979 and then we move into the buzzword of the moment, Millennials and Generation Z.
But, there’s a whole mini-generation born on the cusps of Generation X and the Millennials that doesn’t feel completely part of either one… #StoryOfMyLife
Don’t worry, if you were born between 1977 and 1985, there’s a special word just for you, Xennial! What are Xennials? That’s pretty much me, or in other words those born in the late-70s and early-80s, who lived an analog childhood and digital adulthood.
Xennials came of age at a pivotal point that makes them the lynchpin between Gen X and Millennials.
Generation X moved into adulthood without many of the digital conveniences we now have, while Millennials can’t imagine a world without them.
Xennials act as a memory bank, recalling what it was like before smartphones ruled the world, but comfortably Snapchatting and adapting to new methods of communications.
To be a Xennial is to have the best of both worlds, not bogged down by the cynicism of Generation X, but realistic enough to know that everything isn’t as Instagram perfect as Millennials think it is.
Actually that was not the original plan but I’m a moody vampire, so I made his life easy ’cause after all I knew what he wanted, but specially I knew what I wanted and that was not having any story with someone who doesn’t even live full time in Montreal.
Visitors are for fun not to break your heart.
I made that mistake THREE times in the past and as an experienced creature full of scars, Deke was only my distraction of the night.
I didn’t let him fuck me, but I let him eat me out ’cause he was not good at talking so I gave him a second chance to make a first impression…
He was physically attractive, but nothing spectacular either.
I have better, so if I wasn’t posting about him I’d probably forget we ever met.
After we cummed, I took a shower and got ready to go.
Overall I got what I was looking for, which was not spending my night off alone at home.
Dude was happy with my ass, and I was happy to walk around the city at night…
I guess you can tell how solitary my life is by reading that I meet guys who want to fuck me, only to have some company. Regardless, mission accomplished.
The story goes that during a three-hour flight from Antalya, Turkey to Moscow, Russia, a member of the I’m Sucio And Don’t Give A Fuck club, aired her underwear on the vent above her seat.
One of the other passengers got video of it and uploaded it to YouTube on February 16.
Those people are either asleep or an extra kind of polite, because it seems like none of them let the panty air-er know that the air gets circulated and they’re really not in the mood to breathe in her chonies fumes.
If I had been on that flight, I would have been like…
Seriously, some humans are full gross. They have zero consideration and respect for others. Not to mention they have no sense of embarrassment.