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...people can't spell "Giuliani." The most common Giuliani searches focus on his stance on taxes and the war. Beyond that, however, there's an odd obsession with finding images of "Rudy Giuliani in Drag," perhaps fueled by some circulating photos from a 2000 political roast. It's just weird...
...can’t help you anymore. I am only one person; a small, powerless female, in fact. I have already written two articles on this subject of leggings, two years in a row. I feel like Leonardo DiCaprio must have felt after he produced and starred in that weird, scary environmental documentary, “The 11th Hour.” No one went to it, even though he promoted it tirelessly, saying merely, “I’m curious about the environment,” in a self-deprecatory way. As if to add insult...
...necessarily be explained by a previously undetected craving for gold-standard debates on college campuses. His message, even if packaged in obscure economic lectures, is that there is something very corrupt, very Halliburton-Blackwatery going on with our military-industrial complex, and that can attract some pretty weird followers. At the Iowa State event, a student stood outside in a tricornered hat and Revolutionary War-era suit, ringing a bell. Representative Tom Tancredo, another long-shot G.O.P. candidate, tells me that after a debate in New Hampshire, one of his staffers walked up to a guy in a shark costume...
...fateful evening freshman year, as I traded weird family stories with my new roommates, I told everyone about the nudist colony of five in which I had been raised. What, they asked, incredulous? You’ve seen your parents naked? They’ve seen you naked? I came out of the womb clothed! Neither of my parents have genitals! Only then did I realize that my 11 year old sensibilities had not been so off the mark—instead of being raised by Ken and Barbie, I was the spawn of a pack of lawless Jewish hippie...
...naked sibling, I may consider joining in. Everyone has different levels of comfort with their body, and I am blessed that my upbringing cemented in me the ability to be comfortable in my own skin, in my own home, with my own people. If this is weird, I don’t want to be normal. My brain owes Eve a debt for eating the fruit, but when it comes to my body, I think I will stick with my family in upholding the values of Eden...