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wilwheaton:

inothernews:

This weekend in New York City, there were 25 people shot, including six fatalities; one victim was an 11-year-old girl who was shot through the neck and spine and who will never walk again.
Or, as the NRA says, “Who cares?”
(Photo of a bloody crime scene in Brooklyn by Debbie Egan-Chin / The New York Daily News)

Fuck the NRA.

inothernews:

This weekend in New York City, there were 25 people shot, including six fatalities; one victim was an 11-year-old girl who was shot through the neck and spine and who will never walk again.

Or, as the NRA says, “Who cares?”

(Photo of a bloody crime scene in Brooklyn by Debbie Egan-Chin / The New York Daily News)

Fuck the NRA.

“Damn RIP Chris Kelly… Make ‘em “jump jump” in heaven bro.” - Marlon Wayans

rollingstone:

George Jones, known as “the greatest voice in country music,” died today at a Nashville Hospital. He was 81 years old.

In a small Connecticut town, it's Steubenville all over again

A teenage girl who says two star high school football players sexually assaulted her has become the victim of a vicious online harassment campaign. She’s been called a “whore” and a “snitch” and has been berated for “ruining” the lives of the men she accuses of assaulting her.

This is not Steubenville.
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vicemag:

I Went to the Playboy Mansion (and It Was Kinda Depressing)

A couple of weeks ago I was invited to the Playboy mansion for a screening of that new Jennifer Lopez/Jason Statham movie, Parker. I don’t usually go to press screenings because it’s much easier to download the movie and watch it at home and not have to talk to other people, but I’d literally wanted to visit the Playboy mansion ever since I’d found out it was an option for me several seconds earlier. So I HAD to go.

Before the screening there was a reception featuring drinks and “photo opportunities” with some Playboy Playmates™® in the mansion’s main entry hall.

Hugh was supposed to be in attendance too, but he was sick. So we had to make do with this thing.

The screening was held in the drawing room. Here’s an exclusive sneak preview of it. This is from a scene where (SPOILER ALERT!!!!) Jason Statham hits someone with something.

Right after I took this picture, I whispered something to the girl sitting next to me and a guy wearing a suit with Converse shoes came over and told me off for being too loud. A suit with Converses is my least favorite look ever. Do you have any idea how humiliating it is to be yelled at by someone wearing an outfit that was last acceptable on Tom Green at the 2003 Nickleodeon Kid’s Choice Awards? Horrifying.

I needed to get out of there, so I decided to “get lost” while trying to find the bathroom, and see how long I could wander around the mansion before someone made me go back to the movie.

The first thing I did was go find a bathroom to poop in. I didn’t even need to, really. But how often do you get a chance to poop in the Playboy mansion? This is what you get to see while you’re pooping there, if you were wondering.

After pooping, I started to notice how crappy everything was. Am I an idiot for thinking the mansion would be nice? I figured it would at least be a little bit fancy. That was the main reason I’d wanted to visit—I’m gay, btw. Wait, are straight people even into the women in Playboy anymore? Or did that stop in the 90s? Wait, how does Playboy still exist now that the internet exists? Who on Earth is buying the magazine? The kind of person who wears a suit with Converses, probably.

Anyway, this is less nice than my bathroom at home. I keep my air freshener in a cupboard and everything.

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