Beat me to it.

Damn. If my dog’s name were only Spike.

That’s what we’ve got already.

I herd it was goats.

Nice one!

I could never filibuster anything for 30 hours. I’d have to pee I just know it.

or he was trying to distort the truth and mislead people with his video today on social media

+1

Beat me to it!

Since my mom always kept my hair short my braiding dexterity is limited. To do a tail, professionals - 20/30 mins, me - at least an hour. For a mane, professionals - one hour and up, for me - said fuck it and just cropped it close. Now I just let it go free so she can actually swat flies as nature intended.

It’s the kind of braid I used to have to do up my horse’s mane in for dressage shows. She hated it.

I could watch Kenneth Branagh in tights all day long. Henry V, hubba hubba.

Not holding my breath.

Eau de parfum in New Car smell!

If I wanted to listen to any broken records stuck in the same groove, I have some Frankie Goes to Holywood to tell me to relax over and over again. Another debate is the last thing that will remind me to relax.

This is exactly why the GOP is right on why we need much fewer industry regulations.

Have you tried do Paul Newman’s Limade with vodka? Totally delish.

No, it’s not normal for me at all. I called my GYN yesterday because it hit so hard out of the blue. She just said 800mg of Motrin and a heating pad. I think the only thing helping at all is the vodka.

I’m having vodka in grape juice and seltzer to wash down all the Motrin I took trying to, not so successfully yet, quell menstrual cramps so bad they’ve kept me in the fetal position for two days.