Polliwog
Polliwog
Polliwog

Everyone's hair gets everywhere. It's just easier to notice when the hairs in question are long. And if this woman didn't bother to unclog the bathroom drain, that's not a matter of "her hair was too long" but just "apparently she was lazy about unclogging the bathroom drain."

I dunno, I'm not seeing why we're assuming she's "incredibly obsessed." I have really long hair. If I had to cut it all off against my will I'd be extremely upset, but my daily hair routine is pretty much "wash it, stick it in a ponytail, the end." I'm not saying buying Walmart shampoo is a particularly good choice

I would guess because you don't have a whole lot of money to spend and it's likely to be the cheapest? And, I mean, it's not like most people would assume that the difference between "fancy shampoo" and "cheap shampoo" is "this will literally destroy my hair" rather than "my hair might look slightly less awesome than

And this is why I have no patience with most "stylists." Who the hell gets to decide the Universal Rules Of How Long Your Hair Is Allowed To Be?

Thank you. I was gonna say, "Actually, they do not make me feel 'fucking lazy' because the reason I'm not running a marathon isn't that I'm 'fucking lazy' but that I'm in a 'fucking wheelchair.'"

You do have a reasonable expectation of privacy under your clothes, yes, but that wasn't what the ruling was about. The law the dude was being charged under specifically referred to photos taken of individuals who are nude or partially nude. The ruling was essentially "this dude is a huge creep, this should obviously

"the tenants of their religion"

...yeah, speaking as a singer, it's completely silly to say that the singer does "most of the work" compared to the composer.

That was super baffling. The intro made it sound like it was "here are clips from movies about real, everyday people who did heroic things," and it started off that way, but then promptly started throwing in fictional characters and non-everyday people not being particularly heroic, so it basically became "here are

I admit, as a singer myself who blew that last high note when I was singing "Let It Go" in the shower the other morning, my first reaction was "oh no" but my second reaction was "nice to know it's not just me." :-p

She sounded nervous, honestly, which seems crazy, but I guess even people who are used to live performance can get thrown a little by the thought that they're in front of the largest audience of their lives, especially when they've just been introduced incorrectly. I also wonder if she couldn't hear the band properly

Honestly, the only dress in that rainbow I don't love her in is the solid black one with the sort of X-shaped bodice. (And it's not like she looks BAD in that, by any means, it's just the only one where I think, "she looks pretty" rather than "daaaaaaaaaaang.")

Yeah, as someone living with chronic and severe pain, it's ever so nice to know that the author's attitude towards pain management appears to be "Whatever, you should have thought of that before you decided to be sick." Sigh.

I love how much they just look like people. Attractive people, yes, but people, not inhuman magical god-beings made of poreless, plastic sexiness.

Yeah, there's a difference between just saying, "It's fairly implausible that so many characters ended up with their high school sweethearts," and "it's FUCKED UP that they stayed with their high school sweethearts, they SHOULD do things differently." The vast majority of people I know who were in serious

Yes, he was. Watch till the end.

Yeah, I've always found it a bit baffling how it's supposedly extremely heterosexual for a man to play a sport like football in which he spends his time jumping on top of muscular men in tight pants, but super-duper gay to do something like ballet, ballroom dance, or pairs skating, all of which involve spending a lot

I'm jealous that you found a good one. I haven't had a professional haircut in years because I got so stressed out when the last time I went the stylist spent the entire time whining at me about how she really wanted to chop my hair off, telling me I was selfish for not donating my hair to Locks of Love, and "joking"

I let mine get well past my tailbone, because I was unaware a law had been passed mandating that I "have to" do anything with my hair but what makes me happy. :)

And then your children might not get to eat either, seeing as "elementary school cafeteria worker" doesn't tend to be a job taken by the independently wealthy.