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marginalize the difference between women and men comedy writers and comics. At one point, she questions if this was a test by the urinators; if you see the jar and ignore it, you are accepted. She dispels this theory saying “…they didn’t really give a fuck whether you came in the room or not” (Fey, 125) and that not all the men peed in jars; just a handful did. She then uses the peeing in jars theory as an argument for women in comedy. Fighting back the critics that say female stand-ups are not…

much rather us live in fear. Showing nothing but People getting shot, and guess what, the shooter is always cops. Men in blue are racists, so dont aspire to be a cop. Now That's a load of bullcock. These men live and die to serve and protect you. So fuck you.Pay respect where its due. Don't disparage an entire force due to the actions of the poisoned few.…

Percival eyed the storefront dubiously. He and his husband, Gwaine, were about to enter The Ink Den, the most respected tattoo studio in the area. They were celebrating their twentieth wedding anniversary, and Gwaine wanted to do something “spectacularly memorable.” And that meant getting matching wedding band tattoos. “We don’t have to do this.” Gwaine draped his arm around Percival’s shoulder. “I feel like I pressured you into this. Come on, we’ll go out to dinner for our twentieth instead.…

There once lived a man, there too once died a man. One or both or neither or what the fuck have you such man was a man known only as Ten Four. The bastard was born on a night as cold as his mother, a fucking bitch that had no decency to name her goddamn son. Taken up by a nurse at the hospital, after being abandoned by his mother, the nameless child was brought into the home of a single 23-year-old nurse without a fucking clue. This nurse was named Eliza Mentell, an Italian broad with a nice…

most innocent places there is still corruption. Holden realizes this when he is walking up the stairs of Phoebe’s school and says: Somebody’d written “Fuck you” on the wall. It drove me damn near crazy. I thought…

actions that involve the concept of growing up. Events within the story that depict Holden’s internal struggle with growing up can be found when Holden has the interaction with Sunny, learning about Stradlater’s relationship with Jane and finding “Fuck you” written in the wall of Phoebe 's school. Growing up for Holden proves to be an immensely difficult experience and this is amplified by the limited parental guidance that he is provided with. The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger, (source),…

Bane asks, “Can we go to the Reptile House?” Maisie says, “I want to buy a zoovenier!” I say, “I’m cold!” Kyran says he will take us to see the lizards and to buy zooveniers, but first we have to tickle Michael. “It’s justice,” he says, so we all pile on top of Michael while he lies there not saying or doing anything. We tickle him some, but it isn’t any fun because Michael is balled up on the ground like a big baby. Finally, Indie says that the shop is going to close in a couple of…

Six-Two) [Dre] Some good-ass weed! [Snoop Dogg] Check it out Dogg; this game is a motherfuckin trip man Word on the streets Everybody always tryin to run up on me hollerin about word on the street is dis nigga said dis.. Man I don't give a FUCK about what that nigga said man! That's what's wrong with you niggaz, you niggaz is just like bitches Hoe-ass niggaz, talk too motherfuckin much (speak) Study your own, get your own --…

Stumbling forward she nearly fell to her knees only barely balancing out as her left leg went numb. Amira instinctively tried to yank the dart out, blood seeping slowly from the wound. “The…fuck?” The words came out breathlessly as her head gush with dizziness. She tried to bend over to grab for the dart but her hands trembled. They felt as if each bone had shattered within their confines and she gave up on the action immediately. Amira saw him then as he stepped into view, the same damn man…

“There’s my ride,” Tabitha said. “Stay, Tabitha. I’ll keep you safe. We can launch the counter-movement from Blue Hills,” William pleaded. “I have to keep moving,” Tabitha said. “We need to go, now,” one of Tabitha’s men yelled. “We have a report of two gunships en route.” “Don’t you want to see baby Edward before you go?” William asked, desperately searching for a way to keep Tabitha on the estate. “I can’t,” Tabitha said. “Take care of him, William. Someday I will come for him, and you.”…