EatingPants
Eating Pants
EatingPants

There’s a slight chance we may have met IRL.

Not disagreeing with you, but putting the Janet news after Kylie Jenner’s nonsense is a nice palate-cleanser.

Not super grimy, but definitely awkward:

My father used to play “Don’t Dream It’s Over” for me when I was a baby (singing actual lullabies wasn’t really his thing) so I’ll forever have a soft spot for that song. Cyrus and Grande didn’t ruin it for me, so kudos to them.

Ugh, the Jem-Jerrica-Rio love triangle drove me crazy, even as a kid. Girl, he doesn’t know both women are the same person, which means he’s totally cool two-timing both your asses! DTMFA!!!

Yeah, because that would really suck if some random’s cashier/clerk/employee’s religious beliefs impeded your ability to make purchasing decisions for your body.

I mean a part of me’s hoping/think it was meant to be a joke, but that detail got lost in the retelling.

I get the feeling Hilary Duff is about to be incredibly disappointed to discover it’s no longer 2002.

A friend had one put in last week and said she passed out from the pain. That, plus stories of the constant bleeding, make me scared.

And I though I was bad at math.

Donald Glover’s in “Magic Mike XXL”? Way to bury the lede.

I’d never noticed that detail about the apartment. Good eye.

For what it’s worth, my first concert was N*SYNC back in 1999; I thought I was soooo cool because, even though my mother once claimed I wasn’t allowed to go to a concert until I was 13, I was 12 years and 10 months at the time #rebelstatus.

I saw Broken Social Scene play in a Tufts University dining hall in 2005.

From my own experience, it’s also not a good sign when they ask a little too much about your currently employer. A few years ago, I was interviewing at a job that ONLY wanted to talk about how my current employer did things, new programs they were rolling out, etc; to quote the recent Silicon Valley episode, I got

You’re giving me flashbacks to my freshman/sophomore year of college (when the show debut). Sunday nights were ALL about crowding into some girl’s dorm room, mixing up the Cosmos/Appletinis, and enjoying the Desperate Housewives/Greys double-header!

I find Grieber acceptable, seeing as I sometimes confuse her and Selena Gomez.

Oh hi, are you me?

My college used to throw a themed dance every Spring (sounds corny but it was one of the hottest tickets in town). My junior year the theme was Disney. My bf and I went as Lumiere and Babette. I was trailing feathers all night.

Seriously awesome finish. I thought Dibaba had it, the Rotich kicked it like, “Nope”.