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When I get a call that a dear sweet girl I know had gotten the crap beat out of her by two drunk guys who wanted to 'cure her' of her evil lesbian ways. Luckily she is a strong, mean, bad ass bitch when in a heat and gave as good as she got. Some good folks showed up before she was actually raped and the shit faced bastards ran, so ALLl she has to deal with is a broken rib, a nasty right eye, and a body of bruises.
The police finally showed up, but nobody is under any delusions.
But I didn't cry when Lassie died! It was those darned onions.
I always cry at the very end of The Princess Bride when Peter Falk says "as you wish" to his grandson.
Other than that, my tear ducts are as dry and heartless as Fata's spider-infested cooter.
Because Lance doesn't love me. He has so much to offer!
England getting beat by Iceland in Euro 2016 did the trick.
I was 17 when my first son was born at seven months. I was five months pregnant before we married so we had very little time together alone. The pregnancy was planned. It's also a long non-Lit story.Men cry. My father was a real man. The first and only time i saw him cry? Was when my daughter was born and we, as a family, had decided at 16, my age, not hers and there is a story there I am not sharing here, she should be adopted by an anonymous family... That didn't happen...She is my one and only child and I could not be happier that when I saw my dad cry, my mind was changed forever.
My husband probably had tears in his eyes and couldn't tell the difference. He's still waiting for Lassie to come home.That was Old Yeller, you doorknob! Lassie is immortal.
Poor girl. You need a good cry to get those thoughts out of your mind.Because Lance doesn't love me. He has so much to offer!