FUCK YOU, Jeb.
God, I love this show.
Charlotte is darling! Look how mischievous she looks in that first picture. She and George are going to be thick as thieves in no time at all.
Dem royal babies fill me with an embarrassing amount of squee.
Not sorry, what she did was diguisting and rude.
Have you considered becoming a Pagan?
This is perfection. I have recently had several friends flake on me in spectacular ways. Rationally I know it’s a fluke but irrationally I’m like WHY DOES EVERYONE HATE ME NOW WHAT DID I DO WRONG? Your perfect approximation of flakiness made me remember it is not about me, it’s about them.
We should totally have our own jezebel Q and A column! Let’s get a petition going. We’ve got lots of Jezzie supporters!
Ashton Kutcher in a Bentley. He takes pictures of random people with a Nikon camera and almost gets beaten up by some woman’s SO. I hear it is quite the show, but really very 10 years ago.
OMG, randilyn, I was dressed and brushed my teeth and started to leave the house and realized I had not one, but two (twooooooo) flat tires and I only had one spare. So, I though that I would change one tire and ride on one flat, and I did that, but I broke off the 4th nail on my left hand during the process and it…
See this here? This is such tell tale bullshit. Over explain, over blame, over apologize, over emoticon. It’s how my sister cancels plans when she’s high. (Not that I wouldn’t love to see her stage a comeback)
I prefer polite waves. The only people I don’t have to brace myself for a hug are my children and my husband. Everyone else can more or less keep clear of my personal space zone. They don’t. But man I really wish they did.
100 % Like I have to basically want to have sexual relations with you to let you touch me or you have to be one of my two EXTREMELY close best friends. Otherwise we can shake hands. No need for this hugging/kissing bs.
I JUST DON’T LIKE PEOPLE TOUCHING ME AND I DON’T KNOW WHY HUGS HAVE TO BE A THING AND I DON’T KNOW WHY PEOPLE EXPECT ME TO ALLOW THEM TO INVADE MY PERSONAL SPACE JUST BECAUSE I HAPPEN TO BE IN FRONT OF THEM FOR THE FIRST TIME IN LIKE THREE MONTHS I DON’T CARE A WAVE FROM ACROSS THE ROOM IS FINE ARMS LENGTH PEOPLE ARMS…
Did it appear randomly on a side street and you could have sworn it wasn’t there when you walked past it but you obviously must have missed it? Was it ran by an old man or woman and you couldn’t find it the next day?
What always astounds me about all the “boys-are-underperforming” handwringing is:
I have found TripAdvisor’s reviews to be pretty spot on, honestly. And they do proactively address clearly fraudulent/fake reviews.