Multi-billion dollar empire based on books about a “Harry”
What should I name the catalyst character in my very first departure from these novels?
“Barry”
Homophobia: The fear that another man will treat you like you treat women.
We were discussing homosexuality because of an allusion to it in the book we were reading, and several boys made comments such as, “That’s disgusting.” We got into the debate and eventually a boy admitted that he was terrified/disgusted when he was once sharing a taxi and the other male passenger made a pass at him.
The lightbulb went off. “Oh,” I said. “I get it. See, you are afraid, because for the first time in your life you have found yourself a victim of unwanted sexual advances by someone who has the physical ability to use force against you.” The boy nodded and shuddered visibly.
“But,” I continued. “As a woman, you learn to live with that from the time you are fourteen, and it never stops. We live with that fear every day of our lives. Every man walking through the parking garage the same time you are is either just a harmless stranger or a potential rapist. Every time.”
The girls in the room nodded, agreeing. The boys seemed genuinely shocked.
“So think about that the next time you hit on a girl. Maybe, like you in the taxi, she doesn’t actually want you to.”Because this needs to be said until it never has to be said again.
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You will not regret watching this.
What? NO. There are not baby bunnies in those teacups. there can’t be baby bunnies in those tea cups. Because if there were baby bunnies in those teacups my lungs would explode from the sheer magnitude of cuteness and I would immediately die. So it’s definitely a good thing that there are NOT baby bunnies in those fucking teacups, isn’t it?
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“The Doctor pulled Jack’s trousers down around his ankles with one deft motion. “Oh. Look at that,” he said, with the air of someone admiring a bowl of especially pretty goldfish. “That’s downright gorgeous. Mine’s quite nice, you know, very fetching and all, but not like that. That’s just lovely.” He petted it, fondly.”
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Guilty. Though, in my defense, the last movie I watched was How To Train Your Dragon, which has possibly the most kickass soundtrack ever.
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This video is titled “SNAPE REALISES THE FUCKING CANDLES ARE FLOATING”
I cannot unsee this.
“SNAPE REALISES THE FUCKING CANDLES ARE FLOATING”
“SNAPE REALISES THE FUCKING CANDLES ARE FLOATING”
4 FOR YOUR SNAPE COCO, YOU GO SNAPE COCO.
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