I just took "exercise" to mean 'have sex' because of the smirk that followed and now I need a million fics exploring how Z just climbs Liam and demands sex whenever he's in a bad mood. "Make me feel better Leeyum!" And all that
Lmao tho not so much the demanding bit!!
Under the cut I’m the worst - like literally the worst and shit.
What I hate about school is I’m a shit test taker. Like I understand the concepts but I just cannot take a test to save my life. So it’s like I got a C in this class but I understand everything but I’m just a dumbass who can’t take tests.
I’m tired of black women being treated like trash. I’m tired of either being demonised or hyper-sexualised. Can black women be human beings? Instead of ‘takers of shit’. We never receive the same respect or support. As black women I feel like all we have is each other. I’ll honestly fight tooth and nail for my sisters. If no one else will stand for us or with us. We have one another. That’s important.
ANYONE? NO? OK. LEMME REFRESH YOUR MEMORY COS THIS WAS A WIERD STORYLINE.
OK OK OK SO BASICALLY WHILE SARA (‘TAKER’S WIFE AT THE TIME) WAS PREGNANT SO SHE COULDN’T COME WITH HIM TO SHOWS LIKE SHE NORMALLY DID SO SHE WAS AT HOME.
WHILE SHE WAS AT HOME THIS GIRL TRACKS DOWN ‘TAKER SOMEHOW AND FINDS HIM. CRAZY BITCHES SMH -_-
WHILE HE WAS IN THE RING CUTTING A PROMO SHE CAME OUT AND SHIT-WHIPPED ‘TAKER ACROSS THE FACE AND WAS ALL “HOW COULD YOU, MARK?—” *INSERT CONFUSED MURMURS FROM THE CROWD COS THEY SERIOUSLY THOUGHT THAT HIS NAME WAS UNDERTAKER* “YOU HAVE A WIFE AND YOU DIDN’T TELL ME” AND BLAH BLAH BLAH AND SHE SAID THAT THEY WERE HAVING SEX FOR LIKE 4 MONTHS AND ‘TAKER WAS LIKE….. 0.o AND HE WAS ACTING ALL INNOCENT.
NOW LATER HE BUILT A COMRADERIE WITH STEPHANIE MCMAHON AND TRICKED TRACI INTO TELLING THE TRUTH AND SHE WAS ALL “I’M GONNA GET MARK BACK FUCK SARA” AND MARK COME IN AND CALLED HER A LYING BITCH
PLOT TWIST IT TURNS OUT THAT HE KNEW TRACI ALL ALONG BUT SHE WAS JUST A FLING FROM LIKE 7 YEARS AGO AND SHE CAME BACK TO GET MARK AND HIS MONEY. HE TURNED HEEL AFTER THAT. THEY DROPPED THE STORYLINE LMAO
Some of my favourite out of context Grump quotes from 2015
“These sons of bitches, people are gonna think this game sucks now.”
“You could have easily described my penis just there.”
“You might not be able to guess why they call me PeeWeeDidi. I’ll give you a lil’ hint, I’m 3′4″ but I’m full of spunk!”
“You have to take off your shirt to shit?” “Well, if it hurts.” “I still don’t understand.”
“Oh hey, I smell like shit. I’m not okay with this… fuck.”
“The first time I met Ross was at an anime convention. The last time I met Ross is today in the office.”
“Did that guy just fall over onto some plants while I was talking about moon shit?”
“Excuse me, Sir. You got any of those Shit-Take mushrooms? The skinny ones. The shit takers.”
“Frick to the 30th power.” “That is a lot of frick, dude, are you kidding me?”
“YOU FUCKING FREAK. YOU’RE A FREAK.” “Oh my god. It sounded like you were working some shit out there. That came from a dark place.”
“I feel like I’m going crazy. I’m getting fucked and eating my own pussy at the same time.”
“And then I fired again, and then I missed. And then I fired and then I missed. I missed both times. And then I fired, and I missed. This went on for several hours. And then I fired and then I missed.” “And then I was out of bullets, and I got sad. I had a popsicle. Then I passed out in the snow.” “And then I woke up, I reloaded, and I fired. And then I missed.” “I missed again. I fired, I hit something, but it wasn’t what I was going for, so I guess I missed. I passed out again.”
“What did you think Randy Quaid would sound like when he was having sex? Refresh my memory.” “He would be like ‘ALRIGHT YOU ALIEN ASSHOLES. I’M BACK!’”
“Arin, you do realize I have voice messages from you saying, ‘Hey Dan. Its Arin. Listen, I know you’re busy, but I really need you inside my asshole right now.’” “HAHAHAHA WAIT DID THAT REALLY HAPPEN?” “OF COURSE THAT REALLY HAPPENED.”
“God, what if we just fucked one day.”
“THIS JUST IN. ARIN WAS TRYING TO CONVINCE DAN THAT ITS TOTALLY AWESOME TO SHOVE A PINKIE IN YOUR BUTTHOLE.”
The heavier-set looking wife reminds me of Rosanne in her looks and it just makes me think she's an asskicker who takes no shit in a time when women were expected to be the biggest shit-takers in the world. Is that wrong or am I on point?
Let’s talk Doris. And her weird shirt that takes the exact shape of her boobs.
Doris is intended to represent that core of women who married and had kids during the depression and kept America running while the men were off fighting WWII. In Doris’ case, she worked as a riveter and she loved it. She was exceptional at it. But when the war ended, her job was given to man. Not because he could do it better, but just because she was a woman. That happened a lot.
Doris is an extremely civic-minded person, so went back to the life that was expected of her. She had more kids and took a job as a waitress to help pay the bills. She does what people expect of her, but she does it as she sees fit. And she can trash talk with the best of them. More than any of the other four, Doris is already her own women before the events of Aberford begin.
Of the main characters, Doris is effectively the leader of the group (or at least the glue that keeps them together). She is tough when she needs to be, but also considerate and gentle when the situation calls for it. Above all else, Doris sees the importance of working together and protecting each other, despite their differences.
In writing each of the women’s stories, I tried to see how far we could push them. Take them to their emotional limits. With Doris I found that she, like so many women I know, has strength that you can’t even begin to imagine. When I thought “Well, that’s it, we broke Doris” (and I thought this several times), she always finds the strength to keep going and keep fighting. There’s depth there, and that’s what makes Doris such an interesting character to me.
Nothing I do during daylight seems to shake it and I can’t travel at night. I’m not sleeping enough and I’m beginning to make mistakes. Every day is filled of trudging through a landscape of either barren fields of black or massive jungles of black monoliths.
I wonder what it was like before. I wonder what the world looked like before they started evolving and covering everything.
Maybe the world was always black and the grown-ups have lied to us this whole time. Maybe they only lied to the Rovers after Coronation. I don’t know.
As a Rover, my task was to travel to Louis Anna and return with information. I have to make it to Louis Anna. That’s where the grown-ups said this all started.
I’m worried about the big one stalking me, but more than that I’m worried about not completing my task. I was born into a Rover family and I can’t let them down. I can’t let my compound down.
I’ve tried reaching out to other people with the audio button but it still doesn’t seem to be functional.
There’s also a rounded rectangle with a weird-looking X at the center. I don’t know what it does. It seems as broken at the Taker.
Shit. I can hear the big one snuffling outside. How did it get here so fast? How did it come straight to where—
Oh. Oh no. My bleeding cycle started around the time that I began to hear it. We weren’t ever taught that they could smell. We were taught that they hunted off heat.
My suit shields heat, but does nothing for the scent of blood.
I can’t wait this out. They never attack alone.
If someone finds this, please know that they can hunt by smell and if you ever make it to the Harris Compound, let them know how far I made it and that I love them.
The big ones may never attack alone, but I do. Rovers are supposed to see, but not interact with the environment.
Taker, know this: I have trouble on my mind and I am about to raise hell.