Same. I’m not a believer but my father’s family were Irish Catholic and my father sent me to Catholic school (all-girl Catholic schools still super keen on the Virgin, btw). Haven’t set foot in a church in years but even I find this offensive. Jeez, have some fucking respect. And maybe some self-awareness.

Most of what I know about him I just read in this article, but that little detail definitely reads like something HE tried to get the little girl to believe, which is shitty and manipulative as hell. So I’d buy him as being a bad dude.

Tbh, even if she does, isn’t that kind of a cruel lie to tell her? Everyone and his mum knows that Eddie is her father, so she’s going to know soon anyway. Why mess with her head like that?

Mate. I am a useless woman to the point that I’ve been messed up about it for years and I STILL, daily, use cleanser, oil, toner and moisturiser. If I’m being lazy. That’s bare minimum personal maintenance if you identify as a woman. Like, bare fucking why-don’t-you-care minimum. Point is, rules are still different…

White dudes over 65. Got their license before testing was a thing, no longer have the reflexes to get away with their dumb, entitled manoeuvres. And yet still think they know better than everyone else on the road, including the road rules. Avoid at all costs.

I love everything about this.

Mate I’m hungover and I was laughing at the shit thing and then I read your comment and started crying. Don’t do that. I can’t right now.

Is this not a debate that solves itself? I mean, if the worst thing happening to you is being told how lucky you are, then that seems like a pretty good indicator that you are pretty fucking lucky.

Because of this article I spent two minutes googling this guy. Even that was too intimate. I found his ‘remarks’ on the significance of the Fearless Girl and a photo of him unironically wearing a fedora. I may never forgive Hot Woman.

Ten bucks says he actually had vanilla ice cream.

Haha that would be my guess. I’ve certainly had no desire to watch it as an adult. I think as a kid it was familiar and I associated it with being around my favourite aunty (apart from her terrible taste in movies she was awesome).

As a child I had an aunty who was convinced that Mary Poppins was my favourite movie, to the point that I started to believe it too. I watched it every single time I stayed with her. But I was so terrified by the scene where all the bankers try to get Michael to invest his tuppence that every single time, she had to…

I think this would be great for people in long term relationships, where you’re on the same page and can trust the other person. Especially if the woman can’t use various kinds of BC for whatever reasons. 

I don’t think asking for/giving cash is tacky. A gift is supposed to be about making the recipient happy, so if that’s what you want then go for it. In Australia people increasingly ask for cash but they call it a ‘wishing well’. Sometimes they put a naff little rhyme in the invitation to take the edge off.

The Australian equivalent of Home Depot is Bunnings and there are no circumstances in which I would not be totally fucking stoked to get a Bunnings voucher.

The Nancy to his Ronald?

Just. Give. Cash. The Greeks and Italians have been doing it for years and where I live the skips have only just caught on. Except we call it a “wishing well” and people write naff little poems about them in their invites so they don’t have to come out and say just give us cash.

Danuta Danielsson ftw

There are so many replies to this saying the same thing! It sounds awful. I grew up in South Australia and every kid had a drink bottle. Like, if you send your kid to school without a drink bottle on the regular, the school would probably contact you about it. Lunch boxes are usually sold with a drink bottle as part…

Was just talking to a work friend today who has been long distance (she’s in Australia and he’s in New Zealand) for nearly a year and a half. Still going strong. Hope that helps.