Mom and Milo. He’s “watching” his first Timbers match. #RCTID (at McMenamins on Broadway)
When he roots, Milo roots for the Timbers (after he roots for milk).
… when I was in high school in the late 1980s. It was said to be in the office of one of the men’s PE or team coaches. I never saw it myself, but as it was described to me, I imagine it looking something like this [I had trouble formatting it as text, so I just wrote it out and snapped a picture]:
Wil Wheaton might just be the Messiah.
Can this be a poster?
I really want this to be a poster, and also on the set somewhere if we make a second season.
Pretty Awesome!
Baby Money Avengers. (Click the first to embiggen)
Sometimes when it’s really late, and Starkexpos is drunk, we enable eachother and come up with really, really, really stupid stuff. And then I blow off working for a day in order to draw it all.
LET’S FACE IT THIS IS NOT THE WORST THING YOU HAVE CAUGHT ME DRAWING.
Awesome
If someone started telling stories about how my gender was controlled by our genitalia and sexual arousal turns us into rapist automatons, I would be outraged. I would explain in very small, very loud words that I am a person and I can goddamn control myself. I wish more men would speak up to say ‘actually, even when I can’t turn my erection off, I can sure as hell use the rest of my body to put it somewhere it won’t bother anyone.’
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The Pervocracy: The Myth of the Boner Werewolf. (via sexisnottheenemy) Thank you. |
