This monkey with his pups is my new favorite.
No but I’ve seen a lot of people who look alike:
I went out with Conor Oberst a couple of times. The sex was meh, but I broke it off when he came over to my parents’ house for dinner and pretended like he didn’t know what a potato was. It was obvious to everyone that it was just a shitty joke that he refused to abandon, and my dad eventually kicked him out. I mean,…
I think most of these ‘problems’ are manufactured by the media and totally blown out of proportion if not outright irrelevant.
Junior high dance and I was in 7th grade. I went with my best friend and we were kind of bummed because neither of us had dates but we soon realized it was more fun to not have dates because we could dance with more than one boy. So we spent a lot of the night dancing with whomever asked us and, of course, each other.…
Like most people, I was an gangly teen- all pimples and limbs and braces. I had a huge, super nerd-girl crush on someone I’ll call Joe. Joe was a year older than me even though he was in the same grade, and had bit puberty sooner as a consequence, so was more man-than-boy shaped. Ravelston likied.
One look at time on…
I WAS AT THAT ASSEMBLY TOO
I made the horrible mistake of attempting gummy vitamins, and boy, oh boy did I pay the price. They made me so gassy. I was at work, on my period, and trying to (quietly) fart my way to freedom on a beautiful summer Friday while at work. Suddenly, I get the “I don’t think this is farts anymore” feeling.
Alright, I’ve never posted anything on Jez but I can’t resist this one-
I feel the same way. My elementary school was two blocks away down a hill, and in first grade, when I was five or six, my mother would let me walk to school on my own. One time I fell and skinned my knee pretty badly and went crying home, but they didn’t stop letting my walk to school; in fact, I walked home from…
What if it came down to Netflix vs. binge watching? Can one really exist without the other???
Of all these tattoos, yours are my favorite. There are great ones in this roundup, but I think yours are the best (and I'm not even a "dog person" either). Also, I can't help but notice that you guys have the exact same nail beds!
i have a crush on your dad now
I have what I call my "dog leg". So far Relampago's (1992-2008) lightning bolt is on my hip, and Crianza's (2003-2011) wine bottle is on my thigh. Since Celosa (b. 2008) and Fusilli (b. 2013) are never ever going to die, I'm done with doggie memorial tattoos. But just in case, I have room.
my dad has the pawprint of every dog he's lost on his forearm.
If my husband and I ever got matching tattoos, they'd probably have something to do with our dogs.
Now trying to convince my partner we should get beagle tattoos when we get married in the fall...
because everything is golden when we are together