Good one. Coolgirling?
Good one. Coolgirling?
I’m in the rather odd position of thinking that most of her songs and rhymes are absolutely terrible, but also feeling really happy for her success.
Or a guy who wants you to put him through law school, med school, whatever, “and then it will be your turn.” Somehow it never is.
Bwahaha! I needed that laugh.
Must be nice. To have a country worth celebrating and all.
On the brightest side, you may meet someone lovely at speed dating. On another side, some of my friends have side-splittingly hilarious stories from speed dating...so win-win?
What amazes me is that this list is entirely backwards. Cherry is the best, and I try to give away the strawberry ones, except for the occasional time where I eat one to remind myself how terrible they are. They need to make a bag of just red ones, and I would eat five of them.
Lemon is #1. Burn in hell, Pang!
I will always be here for Kathy Griffin attacking Andy Cohen.
I have definitely written my name too fast and misspelled it...many times
“Barstool Radio, a show enjoyed exclusively by Deloitte interns who wish they were still in college”
Hardcore Buffy reference. I approve.
I’m failing at the google today, but as I recall this is essentially the setup of the guy who oversaw (or helped oversaw) the Japanese Internment Camps: He thought they were wrong, told the President they were wrong, but when pen came to paper he stayed on because he feared someone else would be put in charge of them…
I love both of these ladies
So weird how when I dropped my kids off at summer camp I had to provide all kinds of supplies and detailed contact info so that both my kids and the camp could reach me at all times and I was assured that camp would NOT be the source of lifelong trauma. But you know...bunks in tents and all.
My ass is the reason I can’t do most things.
Come for the fashion, stay for the fascism!