This garbage and Valentine's Day just take a gigantic dump on everything that was good and awesome and beautiful about Love Actually.
This garbage and Valentine's Day just take a gigantic dump on everything that was good and awesome and beautiful about Love Actually.
Several bones to pick:
I love the calorie counts. I mean, most of the food with high fat and calories I probably wouldn't have ordered with or without the displayed count, as I'm pretty well aware of what general food preparation styles are healthier than others. Still, I think making people aware of what they are consuming is a positive…
This is pretty much the dumbest shit I have ever heard.
Or how about, "The empty dishwasher is right there. Why are there dirty dishes clogging up the sink?"
I hatethat. Especially when I am being perfectly reasonable and in no way hysterical, being told to calm down makes me so effing mad! I will often respond to that by saying, "No. You know what makes me not calm? Being told to calm down for no damn reason!"
That makes me sad beyond belief.
They missed one very important fight trope:
Very interesting. Perhaps the Observers are all time/space rift anomalies that must in a sense leave the context of reality and sustain order so that no more time/space anomalies occur?
Am I the only one that didn't hear a thing anyone was talking about after David Tennant took his shirt off? I mean, Christ on a biscuit, he has butt dimples. I'll be in my bunk.
"If they could create a shot for male birth control, I think that would be a gold mine."
To do justice to Poe, you have to honor what Poe was
Speaking of bills, it really irritates me when I'm treating Mr. RayRayS to a nice dinner out, and I ask for the check and the server hands the bill to him. WTF? It also irritates me when we're out furniture or other large ticket item shopping and the male sale associate hears all my questions and directs all answers…
I'm up to my eyeballs in baby debt apparently. I don't know how my fiance's going to feel about all these babies owed to other men in my past.
I say, whoever asked whom out pays for the date. If you ask me out, you pay for the date. I will likely offer to contribute, but it is classy to decline my offer. If I ask you out, I will pay for the date, etc and so on.
He was always grizzled and sexy. He's like a fine wine, and just gets better with age. Mmmm.
He is rather handsome, isn't he?
I thank my lucky stars every day that my soon to be Parents-in-Law (3 weeks til our wedding) raised my fiance to be such a wonderfully rounded young man. He loves musical theater, has an appreciation for fashion, gets along with all my girlfriends, gardens and cooks. And he also loves playing videogames, baseball,…
Excellent point.