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I was flipping through the channels and did in fact catch Hoda, Kathy Lee and Ceelo swigging sangria out of tumblers on TV. That was a moment for sure.

Half my family is Ukrainian and they used to call it "The Ukraine" and so do many of my old-folk relatives. Meh!

yes. thank you, honey. you ARE very pretty!

I was in Cranston when she won. Surprisingly, no cars were overturned nor riots in the streets.

Can I be a horrible braggart and boast that I have my name in this beautiful script forever captured on screen as I was a crew member on this film? It was my first big movie so it's extra sentimental!! Ok I'm done.

I adore(d?) Instagram mostly when I quit Facebook. It was a rudimentary photo creating/sharing app. What I loved most about it was how basic it was and how much room there was to be creative with what you could share. Since then, I've been hooked.

We have whole lingerie catalogues full of women

Poison

SERIOUSLY ME TOO

Go back to your bridge, troll. And get away from these cute kiddos, I know you like to eat them!

OK nevermind, I followed the rest of the story. Not my dad. Phew.

ERp. My dad's name is Arthur and he's a professor at a small liberal arts college. Married to my mom. LORD PLEASE BE A COINCIDENCE.

I'm totally stoked to hear about this petition. I think it's hella appropriate and responsible to see likeminded "regular folk" agree that Trump is a hateful anti-President (anti-American in fact) lunatic, bigot, hypocrite and basically the worst person to endorse a brand like Macy's. Someone fire him for once indeed.

I'm a coastal New Englander living in Brooklyn (safe zone central parts). I'm bored. I did nothing to prepare. I have books, cans of tuna, nuts, frozen hotdogs and bread, spinach, brown rice and black beans, loads of hot sauce and a fifth of vodka. I might venture down a few blocks to where all my buddies live and

I see your point, but in this situation, there wasn't "tension." There was flirtatious playfulness rooted in a real friendship. The tone bordered gay guy/straight female, except he wasn't gay. I never had to sweat it out or feel uncomfortable around my boyfriend's roommate. And I genuinely think my bf didn't care so

I hope God is a woman because I need some fucking empathy.

My Millenial ex boyfriend left me for a Gen Xer gal. You got this. Just make sure he's single.

My last boyfriend is incredibly good looking and his roommate is a slightly different variation of incredibly good looking. I had been friends with the roommate before the BF entered our network, so the three of us spent a lot of time together. The two of them together were like two prissy queen bees: one had better

I empathize. I also suffer from the jealousy demon, which is my issue, but it infects my relationships. I've been cheated on by every man I've ever tangled with, or have been otherwise casually involved with shady men (cheaters).

I am supremely jealous of your fantastic pomegranate memories.