My buddy @delvirus is getting ready to #tattoo this #shark check him out.
Ancient moon priestesses were called virgins. ‘Virgin’ meant not married, not belonging to a man - a woman who was ‘one-in-herself’. The very word derives from a Latin root meaning strength, force, skill; and was later applied to men: virle. Ishtar, Diana, Astarte, Isis were all all called virgin, which did not refer to sexual chastity, but sexual independence. And all great culture heroes of the past, mythic or historic, were said to be born of virgin mothers: Marduk, Gilgamesh, Buddha, Osiris, Dionysus, Genghis Khan, Jesus - they were all affirmed as sons of the Great Mother, of the Original One, their worldly power deriving from her. When the Hebrews used the word, and in the original Aramaic, it meant ‘maiden’ or ‘young woman’, with no connotations to sexual chastity. But later Christian translators could not conceive of the ‘Virgin Mary’ as a woman of independent sexuality, needless to say; they distorted the meaning into sexually pure, chaste, never touched.
Anonymous said: you're so pathetic. one of your babies is apparently in like critical condition and you're posting it all over your blog complaining about how much it cost you. it's like you're waiting for donations ... It's your baby daddys job to pay for all your shit, not a bunch of creepy freaks that follow your obesity. YUCK. You make me sick as a fellow mother.
Okay listen here you ugly little cunt, my child is THANKFULLY no longer in critical condition. In fact, she’s pretty much completely back to normal. Secondly, this is my blog. Do you know what a blog is? Probably not since you’re vomiting diarrhea out of your disgusting mouth but here you go, I’ll help you out:
A blog (a truncation of the expression web log) is a discussion or informational site published on the World Wide Weband consisting of discrete entries (“posts”)
I can post whatever I want. I can complain about whatever I please. Did you see me mention a donation? That wasn’t even on my radar. You’re obviously upset about something or jealous that I have people who follow me and actually give a shit about me. Are you not getting that? Does no one give a fuck about you? Nah… probably not. You disgust me as a human being. Who’s the pathetic one again? Oh. You.
Michelle Tanner. The original bad bitch.
I CHALLENGE YOU TO A BATTLE OF WITS
The game is this:
I set up five pairs of identical looking shots:
pineapple juice or lemon juice,
Chinese sugar tea or apple cider vinegar,
flat coke or soy sauce,
water or distilled white vinegar,
and tomato juice or Tabasco sauce.
I challenge a player in the circle to a color. They pick one and I take the other, with our best poker faces. Other players have to guess who got what.
It’s like the Princess Bride/A Study in Pink but no one gets poisoned!