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Aaaw, I love naps with pets. I have a 70lb Weimaraner/Bloodhound mix who will quite happily sleep all day (he's definitely more lazy hound than crazy Weim). He has two beds but likes to sleep under mine. He puts his big goofy head on my mattress every night, though, and if ever I say "fine, Baloo, come on" he wants to

Eh, I've never found the baby goose to be all that hot. But then apparently I have very specific tastes (6'2" or above, 250lbs or above, bearded, blue eyed, yessssssss).

Aaaaw, good for them!

I read most of my news on Jezebel, and I try to bear in mind that it is a feminist circle when I start feeling outraged. Not that the outrage isn't justified - it almost always is - but because I try to make sure there aren't sides of the story that I'm overlooking because they don't sit well with my own opinions.

I can never unsee 'Erin Glory Hole Ryan'. I'm sorry, Erin. You're one of my faves, too.

Wait, Eva Mendes is actually pregnant? As in "gestating a fetus" pregnant, not as in "she had her hand over her stomach at one point and was seen sipping water, so therefore UTERUS OCCUPIED" pregnant?

So.... Does anyone care?

Hmmm, I've heard about the rear-facing car seats (which are much safer in the event of a crash) but didn't know summers are getting hotter. I suppose that makes sense, because global warming and all.

Is this shit happening more often lately, or is it just being reported on a lot more because of the Justin Harris case? I feel like everywhere I turn there's a story of another child being left in a hot car.

Mila Kunis has good jeans and good genes! < NO.

I love how at 0:18 it's like "you filming me, bro? Get the fuck out, I'm gonna charge, Imma... Lol imma bop you with my little head."

Haha, yeah, he really messed it up. I was so down to bang.

Nah, I never ended up going to MO. We had some flirting and sexting and pic-swapping going on, but it turns out the whole time I was saving for the expensive booty call, he was dating someone. They became 'official' and I was like "NOPE". But I did get payback with other gargantuan dicks!

COCK-BLOCKTOPUS. LINDY, YOU ARE MY HERO.

Y'all, not to detract from the glorious Lindy, but if you liked this you'll love the Fug Girls' take on The Last Song. Featuring:

Eh.... The Notebook.... I first watched it in 2009, when I was 18 and basically the opposite of a feminist and I loved it, right up until the end. Here's a fun tip: if you've just moved to another country and your grandmother, 5000 miles away, has Alzheimer's and has just been diagnosed with ovarian cancer, The

Errrr...... Guilty.

There used to be this homeless guy who would sit on the corner of the street near my office, and I would pass him every day on my way to Starbucks. I would never give him any money, but I would always greet him and talk to him for a little bit. I briefly took up smoking again due to very high stress and when I quit, I

I work in an attorney's office. I was new, naive, and hell-bent on changing the world. We do criminal defense, but these people aren't criminals, no, no; just poor unfortunate souls who made all the wrong choices in life (usually involving a shit ton of coke). My attorney boss is great about talking to his clients in