I'm gonna go out on a limb here and guess you were never a teenaged girl. Because when I was a senior in high school, I would have been flipping the hell out if I had gotten a letter, presumably from my school (the second highest level of authority in my life), stating that I would have to take off my pants and have…
I think I saw a B- once. I was shocked. SHOCKED. But in the best way. And let's be honest—do any of them ever deserve a score higher than D-?
And some Degrassi: The Next Generation to be a bit more edgy.
We do the same thing. We let our goofy ass labs ("95 pounds of yellow lab derp" was the best description of a lab I think I have ever seen, except ours are black and chocolate, haha) toodle around out front without a leash, but only if we are right there to grab/call them if they are interested in someone walking…
That's because the tentacles are the best part, obvi. First time I had calamari (I was maybe nine), my dad refused to tell my sister and I what it was until AFTER we had eaten it. When we finally griped enough for him to tell us, my sister freaked out, while I said, "Oh. Meh. I guess I like squid. Where's one of the…
Ok, first, I think someone else already said it, but I'm seconding and thirding and fourthing it: absolutely get some Foot Petals. I swear by them. There are a bunch of different kinds, but I like the ones that go at the ball of your foot (they give you a little bit of extra padding and keep your foot from slipping…
But now the song is stuck in your head, isn't it?
At first, I was just like, "What....the fuck..." And then the giant tongue came in at the end, and I burst into uncomfortable giggles. I don't even know what to do with that imagery, or whether I love or loathe it. So basically it's amazing.
Annnnd now they need to do the Chip and Dale theme song. Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip and Day-le!
Thank you for the throwback to my childhood. After I read "Horrible," I had to scroll through the rest of the grades to make sure you were actually doing it. I think that the octopus nope-nope-nope gif definitely would have improved this classic tale of a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. So would the picture…
Susan Boyle?
My husband is a milk chocolate man, but these things...he will eat them all. All of them, in the entire world. He sometimes brings home a bag and gets pissed if I steal one. So naturally, I buy them and secretly eat them when he's not looking lest he get mad that I'm not sharing...because mmmmmmmmmm.