Fucking THIS. My roommate gets high and drunk everyday at all hours when he isn’t working and it stinks up the house something wicked. I now associate weed with deadbeat thanks to him.

I clocked in on searching for six of those terms. Where’s my cookie?

I got the runs just looking at that.

Meek Mill’s tour rider sounds delicious and all but lost me at the no hot wings rule. Me thinks he doesn’t know how magical blue cheese can make them.

Shit I was thinking about Madoff (don’t ask...seriously, don’t) at the time. Thanks for the catch, too bad I can’t edit it.

The serendipitous moment brought to you by Mr. Madoff.

Damn, now I want yogurt. Also, I shall henceforth call my Chobani cups delicious, lesbian yogurt.

I named my vagina Jezebel way before the website. Also my tits are Dita and Tera. I’m quite fond of my bits tbh.

Here is my two cents. I ADORE my standing desk, especially since we have the option to sit as well. A much needed option on those pesky “lady days.” I came from a job where I was always moving around plus my ass hurts whenever I sit too long. I also make it a point to walk around my desk or do a little jig every now…

FEMINIST PIG!

Well...that literally made me bust out laughing.

Yes, very Irish.

Bruce Campbell *starry eyed swoon*

I read the headline as Madonna wants to fuck Madonna.

I’m pretty sure it’s rarely the appropriate time to say “bitches be crazy” but HOLY SHIT THIS BITCH BE CRAZY!

Girl, you need to put some Scooter in your life. All of my playlists for running have Scooter. Dunno why, they just really help a run seem fun and not self gratifying torture.

I LOVE that song! I used to play it like crazy when I was a radio DJ.

Good.

Eddie Veder, is there any aspect about you that doesn’t make me swoon?

If I wanted sewage water I’d just have a Budweiser.