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Isn’t that “a little vulgar” to be talking about in public, Ms Winslet?

The View is allegedly trying to hire Gwyneth Paltrow. Let that sink in for a second

My car snaked up a jagged road until an impressive Greek revival building with fading whitewash came into view.

AMAZING! It worked! THANK YOU!! :)

I’ve posted this before, but what the hell:

I am a horrible storyteller, so I won’t even try, but I will give you some idea. If it sounds like anything anyone wants to hear, I’ll write more, but I need help in writing it so it makes sense. This is a story of a crazy haunting that took place over 9-10 years, so there’s a ton of detail I could put into it. Heck,

Sleep paralysis pro tip: it's way more likely to happen if you sleep on your back. Ever since I quit sleeping on my back I've had way less instances. I still hear voices sometimes when I'm falling asleep/ waking up, but it's significantly decreased how many times I wake up trapped in my body (where my mind wakes up

I do comedy as well and I find it so sad to see young talented people who go towards that same path, often emulating their heroes. It’s like a badge of honor to be completely fucked up. It’s why I hover on the outskirts of the community. Partially because I hate watching it and partially because I hate the way people

I MEAN THIS IS COOL AND ALL GUYS BUT WHERE ARE MY HALLOWEEN SPOOKY STORIES?

He compares the exercise of working through 1989’s songs to “being in Ghostbusters or something, and then all of a sudden I have to go do Shakespeare”. As in, his material is the goofy franchise, hers is the oeuvre of the greatest writer that ever lived. It’s possibly an overgenerous analogy.

Daniel Craig’s No Fucks To Give 2015 tour is my EVERYTHING. Honestly, he is filling me with fizzing, irrepressible delight these days. You can almost taste the acid he’s radiating.

It’s too bad my birthday just passed, this is full of so many great ideas. I’d get a sign that says “Happy Pear Shaped Birthday, Snacky”. Make everyone shove lumbar pillows down the sides of their pants, drink moderately priced craft beer and watch Scott Pilgrim (“Again?” yes, again).

She’s not a heartless, child-kicking racist. She’s a heartless, child-kicking, LITIGIOUS racist. Duh.

You get my star for the deployment of both “wang” and “super gross.”

It’s a well-known quote by Emmeline Pankhurst, the Edwardian British suffragette about whom a film has just been made. In the UK. On a T-shirt on the cover of a magazine for Londoners. It’s not referencing the American civil war in any way.

Spot on. Every person on Earth has the right to feel sad once in a while, to feel useless, to wail against the futility of it all.

I actually really hate all the comments to the effect of ‘he’s just a clueless douche’ or ‘I guess he was just some bro all along’. Are we really so singular in our thinking? Are we really so unable to reconcile conflicting feelings about a person to the point that we need to simply write them off entirely when they

“It was like he was being cast in a role, that he was a talentless kind of meathead, with his whole relationship with Jennifer Lopez.”

You just made me smile super big!! Thank you! I’ll keep on learning, and will definitely keep commenting (but think and reread my comments before posting). This is like my favorite new site, I’ve been commenting daily for over a month. I have met and conversed with some really cool people with the same sense of humor.