But did you have a spaceship robot perform your c-section to remove an alien baby? Apples and oranges, my friend!

Really? Maybe I was too busy laughing hysterically at Guy Ritchie’s makeup job, but I remember her being in on it. I’m not going to watch it again to clarify though, so I’ll take your word for it.

100% would watch

I assumed it was for herrors decrepit father? wasn’t he squirreled away in her rooms?

It used to be. I really don’t understand why they changed it.

Wow that’s so anthropocentric. Like an orangutan hasn’t written a better novel than half the Booker winners!

I AM READY. I HAVE MY SMELLING SALTS AND MY FAINTING COUCH AND I AM SO READY FOR THIS FILM.

She’s incredibly beautiful, and her husband is a famous sport guy, which seems like more than enough for a makeup contract.

That’s definitely a front butt.

I gave up halfway through the first sentence. I’ll assume I didn’t miss anything.

I tend to call everything sweaters...but only because I’m incredibly lazy.

The tomee tippie cups have this little plastic part on the lid tho that is genuinely impossible to clean. No tiny scrub brush or hours of soaking will ever get in there and clear out the goo.

Tomee tippee cups are horrible. They are impossible to ever get totally clean. I don’t know how they’re even on the market tbh. I guess when your kid is eating dirt and floor cheerios, a bit of old milk grime is just par for the course?

He was in charge of the doss house, but still had to have a side hustle to buy food...I think they just wanted to show how much having a disability would’ve fucking sucked before modern medicine and the NHS.

I watched a bit of that, it was kind of interesting!

There was one chubby kid who looked like he might cry when his mom said they would have to cut back on food to make sure they made rent. I sypathized with him a lot.

I watched about 15 minutes of the first ep of Victorian Slum, and in this particular instance, most of the participants could actually perform skilled labor. One couple owned a hobby farm, another was a tailor...one poor sod didn’t have any skills, but they made him switch out his artificial leg for a period-accurate…

WHERE DO I SIGN UP????

I’d be way more psyched about getting a replicator. “Computer: cheesecake and a cappucino”.

This isn’t time travel though...it’s a theme park populated by realistic looking robots who are (theoretically) programmed not to harm you.