so thats what a seventh degree burn looks like...
so thats what a seventh degree burn looks like...
Drop Dead Fred was the first PG-13 movie I ever saw, as a five-year-old. My dad’s logic was that I was five and my sister was eight, which equals thirteen, so as long as we stuck together this was entirely okay. I don’t know where my mother was for this, but she would have been emphatically uncool with it.
I rented that movie repeatedly as a kid and made my friends and cousins watch it.
I have an absurd fondness for Drop Dead Fred and now will think of this whenever it comes up! And giggle.
Oh shit. Your neighbor was the tooth fairy!
Longtime Jez fan, first time poster. I created this account just now because Jackie was a casual friend of mine and I’m the one who sent the story into Jezebel. Just wanted to say thank you so much for using my tip and posting her story. Jackie was a funny, charming, kind young woman and we are trying to get her story…
Here kids....watch your parents fall in love in Mr. and Mrs. Smith, and watch them fall out of love in By the Sea.
Well, of course we don’t. That’s what dads and husbands are for.
Last night, my own mother said aloud in my presence that Hillary Clinton never wears dresses because, “She has the ugliest legs. She has cankles.” Once I picked my jaw up off the floor, I told her that, fortunately, the attractiveness of one’s legs is not a trait I care about in my government leaders.
I don’t know, isn’t it just a little bit too much of a coincidence that women don’t usually claim they were fired for not having sex with their boss until after they’ve been fired?
If that Baier-Hume story is true - it is exactly why women remain silent.
And most importantly, you get to be self righteous in comment threads about engagement rings. And who can put a price on that?
“You can’t stop the signal” is the most insufferable and self important cool girl response to defending your own stupidity that I’ve seen in a long time.
That’s because he doesn’t want you to suck his dick, Neil.
Felicia Day’s and Aisha Tyler’s memoirs are great. Mindy Kahling’s is really good (the first one, haven’t read the second), as is Tina Fey’s. Amy Poehler’s is good, better as an audiobook.
Ahahahahahaha. Of course.
I know one company she reached out to - for the press tour, not for the red carpet - and that was only a month ago. Her stylist situation is also weird which made things difficult.
Completely unnecessary post: I know Gilbert Gottfried in real life. I used to work with his wife, who I had a crush on. My heart was broken in 1996 when she told me via AOL chat she was secretly “Dating the parrot from ‘Aladdin’ “
Why is this, an ostensibly feminist blog, referring to sexual activity involving multiple adults and a minor who cannot legally consent a “sex scandal”?!
I thought about that when I posted. What’s funny is the location of where I imagined Sunnydale to be is about where the part of CA I used to live in (I always imagined it somewhere in Ventura County).