You don’t remember the part in R&J where bRomeo takes Juliet to a wonderful little park just outside Verona and strums his lute and sings about Juliet’s hair in iambic pentameter?

No one tell Her how Romeo and Juliet ends.

I don’t get QVC, but thankfully for me and everyone else, Jez did an article about it.

I do not remember this part! I guess I’ll just have to watch it again...

Right? And “I didn’t want to be a zoophile. I was trying to do everything I could to avoid this animal”? How hard could it possibly be to avoid a fucking dolphin?! Just because an animal humps your leg does not mean it’s cool for you, a human, to have sex with it. That’s not how it works.

Is that Luke Evans or Matt Damon? I genuinely can’t tell and every time I look I change my mind.

Saaaaaame! Gavin and Sixteen Stone were everything to me circa 1995.

Or just pair them with a Paula Deen shirt so you don’t even need to worry about your front privates!

I live in London and I hear cunt used pretty casually and frequently. I suppose it just depends on your crowd?

Oh my god it is. And it says “don’t let them control you” in terrible nü metal script on the sleeve 😂😂😂

I can :)

Ughhhhhhh the socks thing makes me so angry!!! Just because I married you doesn’t mean I love you enough to want to stick my hand in your stinky old sock to un-ball it!

One time I used two of them to make a duvet cover, but every other one has sat in a closet for a few years before eventually being taken to goodwill.

Unless Jon Lovitz is the father, I’m not interested.

I didn’t read the comments on the ONTD article, and I would’ve been incredibly disappointed if no one had mad this joke here, so thank you.

I also thought that. He looks like...over-inflated.

《a low, steady hum of condescension—one that suggests their experience always matters more.》

When my niece learned how to turn herself over, she started sleeping like a cat with all her limbs tucked underneath her, and if you gave her a blanket she’d get that stuffed in there too. It is really not a reassuring way for a baby to sleep. Pretty much every time I checked on her I’d be panicking for a whole minute…

I’ve got a second or third cousin named Bruce Robertson, which I’m pretty sure means I’m next in line for Marchioness of Bute.