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This! There’s no plot! Killing people isn’t plot! I watched loyally for six seasons, but I threw in the towel after episode two of this season. I hate to leave Michonne behind, because I love her, but they aren’t working towards anything or building towards anything or going anywhere. I live in Atlanta, and at this

Well, isn’t that that cat’s pajamas?

She’s doing better. She’s actually starting to bully her sister Stormeggdon the Dark Lord of All. And I’m starting to let her go naked when I’m home. So, be happy for Lady Gaga the cat!

Yeah, I think at this point I am looking for a happy ending. I really say this thinking about all zombie movies and shows. I want to see civilization return, attempts to wipe out the zombies, maybe a cure to prevent more zombies, nation building, etc. I mean what happens when survivors from Mexico clear an area and

This is my main reason for quitting. They are clearly dragging it out to maximize ad revenue. This would not have been so apparent 10 years ago, but now, basically every show, even the hits, state their end game timeline. I predict (not so bravely) that this thing will limp along until it doesn’t pull enough eyeballs

Maybe because people are realizing that this show has no “end game”? No big reveal? No destination?

👆🏼All. Of. This.

I love makeup. I am horrible at applying it in any fancy way. Some days I wear some, some days I don’t. I don’t care if another woman or man wears it. Though I’ve noticed if a guy is rocking makeup, he always has skills I completely envy.

Well, I called for a mental health wellness check when my neighbor started doing things like screaming Bon Jovi lyrics in the street in the middle of the night and chopping up his front porch with an ax. Your mileage may vary, but that was my experience.

Hmmmm. People with dream jobs are happiest while people with repetitive jobs where they get cursed at are least happy. I surely didn’t see this coming.

My thought exactly! Goop is for people who want that insanely curated lifestyle but are too lazy to curate it themselves. And the Marissa Hermers of the world are far too tasteful to appreciate something just because it’s obscenely overpriced. They are fine with cheap gifts as long as they’re darling, thoughtful,

I love this show. I highly recommend The Real Housewives of Auckland if you can get your hands on it. I live for,

I’d save his life.

I’d fuck Indiana Jones, I think that’s distinct from fucking Harrison Ford though. Like, he doesn’t do it for me in anything else but Indiana Jones could get it.

I’m sorry, but who among us would not fuck Harrison Ford, especially Han Solo-Harrison Ford? It is for this reason (as well as murder Hitler when he was just a shitty art student, and someone else I won’t mention in case the Feds are watching) I would build a fucking time machine. To fuck Han Solo/Raiders of the Lost

My brother and I get mistaken for boyfriend/girlfriend. Even get on KissCam at baseball games. I should start wearing a “He’s my brother” shirt when we’re in public together.

Personally I think if you’re going to let Amazon surveil your home through a fucking Trojan Horse of a speaker, you might as well get some yucks out of it.

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Then behold the Sashimi Tabernacle Choir, an veritable Volvo-load of evil:

Dig how you explained what Big Mouth Billy Bass is, but I had to Google “Alexa.”

My favorite greeting is “You’re the hottest thing I’ve seen in here all week!” Cheerfully bought $700 worth of merch before I realized it wasn’t a salesperson.