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Brigitte Bardot's black wig
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This is such a great article.

Lifetime NPR listener here, and not a Kardashian fan, but the interview was seriously NBD. She was pretty charming, actually. When I read all the comments on NPR’s Facebook page I was pretty appalled. WWDTM has interviews like this all the time with celebrities of the moment.

Those peanut butter cookies with Hershey’s kisses are like a birthright in the Midwest. I grew up there, and loathe chocolate and peanut butter, they were everywhere when I was a kid. You need a really dirty mind to see boobs in those. My nun’s breast cookies? Tho just straight up look like boobs.

I lucked out with my oldest but when my youngest was in 4th grade, I met a woman like this. At the beginning of the school year she took over and that should have been a sign. Eh, I thought. Come Valentine’s Day I realized I should have protested a bit harder about this head case being classroom mom. Apparently my

This was my absolute favorite part (excerpted from the Gawker post). He loves Chili’s! (I will take you there, Chan! You can have all the chicken crisps you heart desires!):

Fun fact: I used to work with Gilbert Gottfried’s wife. She is cool, lovely and delightful. They have two beautiful kids together and I ran into them last fall at Coney Island.

OMG this is where my mind went too! *hugs you*

It’s named after Gilbert from Anne of Green Gables, obviously!

It’s a great movie, and a great book once you get used to Welshs charming phonetic Scottish way of writing. I somehow read the book first, so I was hyper stoked when the movie came out, as only an 18/19 year old can be. I saw it three times and stole a soundtrack poster from HMV.

Olivia is the only quiet one. Meredith have been known to scratch.

Even with a visa waiver you still have to stand in the immigration line. Says a western European who spent two exhausting hours queuing at JFK last year.

Customers are certainly allowed to complain about whatever they want, and I’m allowed to make fun of them when those complaints are stupid—as well as the silly grocery chain that kowtows to their absurd issues.

Last time I travelled (through EWR natch), there was the citizen’s line, the green card line, and the everyone else line. I don’t remember there being any special line for people with visa waivers.

Immigration and Customs at Newark is like the fourth level of hell. It must be 98 degrees in there year round. Everyone is smelly after 10 minutes.

(NOT HEROIN)

WITH OTTTTTRRRRRSSSSS

I agree with everything, except french fries on a sandwich are delicious.

My dad used to work as a consultant to businesses. He would sit in the CEO’s office and talk about staff and pay rates. His strongest point would be to ask management who the first person someone calling or coming into the business would talk to. “Why, our receptionist, of course” “And this is the lowest paid person

“the front desk girl”