I've seen some napes wherein a blurry Nike swoosh and "Just Do It" is tattooed. A thing of beauty.

L-O-L! Crude, indeed.

I love the caging. This lady has very long arms.

Truth! My parents, whose last memory of a computer involves AOL dial up and floppy discs, just bought one of these garbage touch screen laptops and I've never been so infuriated trying to figure something out in my life.

I've never even heard of this motherfucker. Good luck, asshat.

God this photochop job.

Laughably stupid is so on point. Drunk in Love is SO fucking laughably fucking stupid.

Ugh the giant grommets of yesteryear. No.

Hahaha! We're in the same boat, friend.

Let's talk about the smell. I've torn through many a pile of IKEA sheepskin rugs in search of the faux sheepskin version... peeewww!

They also have Pancake Blvd. It intersects with Yellow Brick Rd.

SNOT. ROCKETED. EVERYWHERE.

ughhh YES BABY GOOSE, YES I DO! This will never happen and my life is over.

I am dead.

I'm sorry you've had such shitty gym experiences!

I confess - but everything I own (clothing-wise) was bought wholesale. Their nail polish is actually pretty great. Way better than Julep/Essie/other pricier polishes.

There are few perks to having IBS... but my life of pooping changed for the better once I finally got a smartphone.

I'm on Remicade (basically the same thing, just a different delivery) and in my opinion, the long crazy list of side effects are trumped by how debilitating the disease can be and by how awful steroids are. I'm thankful to be on Remicade (and for it to be working!) and doubly thankful that I'm no longer taking…

Thanks for bringing this up. Usually I find Ms. Rose's posts to be :thumbsdownfartnoise: but this article confirmed it. Shit jokes are funny but digestive diseases seriously suck, and the general (healthy) population poking fun at those of us with said diseases stings.