Lord of the Hamsters

A show about a canonically bisexual, mentally ill, dark skinned black woman in a position of power (who frequently is seen with her natural hair and makeupless) teaching a group of students - including another dark skinned black woman, a gay sinnamon roll, a Haitian black boy, a Mexican American hardcore feminist, and a straight white boy who actually treats women with respect and admiration - how to stay the fuck out of prison while weaving in stories and messages about:

- transmisogyny 

- how HIV is not a death sentence

- adoption

- white people bringing up race when it suits them

- being a r*pe bystander

- sexual assault and abuse

- white male rage (when white men are mad that poc have something the white man doesn’t)

and let’s not forget these awesome tidbits:

- literally an entire episode about society sex shaming women

- “let the slut shaming begin” - actual words said as an entire courtroom hears about a sexual encounter a woman had with a man

- “he’s innocent and black”

- a woc calling out another woc for excusing racism 

- “you’re a misogynistic ass”

- a white man being told by a black woman that he is automatically favored by the justice system because he’s a white man

- calling out classism

- a man flat out refusing to have sex with a woman because she’s drunk (i mean yeah they do have sex anyway but she was really persistent and had absolutely no regrets the following day and they started a relationship so it’s not a bad thing) 

and some more little tidbits:

- an amazing soundtrack

- “oh what fun to kill someone and end up in jail”

- everyone is super hot

- “stop being a little bitch baby”

- nice, healthy, fleshed out relationships

- plot twists in every episode

Mikki Miller, graphic designer from Minnesota, literally attempted to seal the gap between her long distance boyfriend, Tyson Noël, who lives a country away in British Columbia, Canada. She sealed a briefcase of full of letters and hid it under his table on a New Year’s visit. Several days later, back in Minnesota, she messaged him revealing the surprise, “You know how I wish I could be there for days like today? Like when you come home tired from work and I want to give you a hug?…Go move your tripods and look under your side table.”

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JFC - when did we get this, 10 fucking minutes ago?  that’s about how long it took for Tan Tahiti Tom to lay waste to every single bit of me.

Sweet fancy moses, what a tan does to bring out the blue that much more in his gorgeous eyes. And he looks rested.  Or sexed.  Or both.  Whatever it is, he looks flawless.  As usual.  Goddammit.  I hate him.  I love him.  

Fuck.   :: pours more cab sav ::