I don’t know anything about MARSOC.
Here’s a trick: you wear a shirt for a little bit of time so you take it off and it’s inside out. Annoying right? Wear it again inside out to sleep in, and when you take it off again, it’ll be back to normal and you can throw it in the laundry and won’t have to worry about flipping it once you’ve cleaned it. :)
Not for the faint of heart. We were soft, but we weren’t allowed to show it. Those who didn’t harden up, didn’t make it. I see a lot of coddling these days with new joins. And it’s fucking disgusting. It’s another reason to get out. I’m not going to sign up to spend the rest of my life battling this trend where we’re supposed to allow weak, whiny little dip-shits go and fight wars.
Absolutely not. I think some are extremely fucking sexy. I do, however, when it’s helping me exact some karmic justice. You have no idea how mean this girl could be. But no, I definitely think beauty has a weight limit, but it’s a lot higher than you’d think.
When I was in middle school, my parents went with me to some event and my dad asked me to point out to him which girl I was after. I did, and he said she was pretty. I then told him she didn’t like me back and he said- “don’t worry, she’s going to be fat in ten to fifteen years.” I saw her pictures on Facebook today, and fuck if he wasn’t right.
5. temporarily out of service
4. there is no food
3. tickets are sold out
2. we need to talk
1. your card was declined
I think Rooney Mara should’ve won the Oscar over Jennifer Lawrence.