Ironic considering how he treated his first daughter.
Ironic considering how he treated his first daughter.
We aren’t. Op is saying we should use this instead of the template with Steven crowder cause Steven crowder is a piece of shit.
I mean that’s why I said for example, as I don’t know specifically exactly what it is that op is looking for. Just giving the scenario to define the point where it would be transphobic. Which was pretty narrowly defined point.
On the other hand there is adoption and it’s still early days but there have been successful pregnancies with uterine transplants including one in a transgender woman. And to follow that point there are plenty of Cis women who also can’t have kids, but that doesn’t exclude them as a dating option.
Think about your ideal type, for example if you like women who have a certain cup size, a certain hair color, a lovely voice, you prefer a vagina, these are all preferences and that’s fine. They are all also achievable by a trans woman or a cis woman. If a woman meets every single one of your standards and preferences to a tee and the only reason you will not date her is because she is trans, that’s when it gets transphobic. It’s not because you have a genitle preference, it’s not because you want a girl who walks, talks, and acts a certain way, it’s not because of any of that. It’s because if your absolute ideal woman was in front of you, but she had transitioned to get there, it’s an immediate no.
That’s crazy, it knows where I live.
What do you mean? Mine is organized by artist, I feel that’s pretty standard. I organize my Playlists myself and the blends always turn out good as well and those are entirely voluntary.
Looks like mountain lion
“i’m going to pass you” aggressively downshifts
*Pass, you shall not.
Nope, it’s still there, it’s a number 7, raised the price from $7.50 to $8.15 for the large though.
Blueberries.
My family has never been financially in a good place, but especially when I was still very young. From what I understood my grandmother had a friend who owned a blueberry farm, and one day my mother brought home a giant thing chock full of blueberries. Deal was we could wash, package, and freeze them. Then we could have blueberries all year.
We went to work, though my help at that age was largely superficial, but we filled most of our freezer and all of a rolling cooler which was going to my grandparents. All washed in the colander and packaged in ziploc.
The other thing my parents would do was make enough dinner for the whole week. They both worked, my dad had 3 jobs at somepoint, and I often went with my mom to hers. So when we all got home it was easy to just nuke whatever had been made rather than make it then.
This week’s dinner was mac’n’cheese and hot dogs, yum right! Except no, my mother forgot to wash out the colander and it was all blueberry flavored. One week of blueberry flavored mac’n’cheese was enough for me to grow a healthy distaste for blueberries.