Where the hell is the “Yes, if I had a time machine or it somehow never stopped being 1996” option?
Where the hell is the “Yes, if I had a time machine or it somehow never stopped being 1996” option?
Well, at least we still have Colin Hanks to carry on the Hanks legacy.
Also omg I am a vegetarian but I want to eat your username.
Me too. I think it’s awesome. AND for every pair bought, they donate a pair.
Honestly, this sounds great for that awkward end of period time when I don’t want to use a tampon. I’m gonna be gross here, I just end up wearing and pair of period underwear and not caring if they get bled on.
Agreed. Also, I read the article that was linked and it didn’t seem to align with the description here. Like, at all. (Misused pronouns? catty remarks?) In fact, it touched on some of the exact same points Laverne Cox made on her tumblr post (which Jez also covered) this AM which is about how the trans woman’s…
Well, one DOES want a HINT of color.
Caitlin is the traditional Irish spelling, and it looks and sounds beautiful....the reason I named my gorgeous baby girl Caitlin 32 years ago.
THAT’S HOW IT’S SUPPOSED TO BE SPELLED, WITH A “C”. The “Y” is the problem.
Many flowers are pretty and smell nice and I think it’s a kind gesture to give people pretty things that smell nice.
I mentioned this to you earlier today, Natasha, but over the past year, I’ve found the public face of the movement to grow more and more divorced from what it seems society needs feminism to be doing. In one corner, we have pandering celebrities who have tapped into the lucrative Tumblr activist demographic by…
Anybody else remember how outspoken this shitbag was about insisting Bill Clinton get impeached for his sexual misconduct? Anybody also remember how homophobic Speaker Hastert was? Anybody further remember how he was a staunch member of the Christian Coalition that crammed “family values” down our throats? Good times.…
PARTY PARTY PARTY!!!!!
My aunt was being a smart-ass about something so I stuck my tongue out at her and the photographer caught it. This picture pretty sums up our entire relationship.
Ok, so in the event that Mr. VonQueso doesn’t want his gob on the internet, here is my favorite of just me. I’m pretty sure I’m sitting in goose poo, and I don’t even care. I LOVE ALL MY WEDDING PHOTOS.
I didn’t realize everyone would post on here, I consider this a success. And since I can’t edit my post, and I can’t choose just one (I’m a failure), here they shall stay.
Oh man, this is the best crying photo from my wedding. I am really close to my dad who is a huge teddy bear of a man. He used to sing and play guitar for me all the time when I was growing up and one of my favourite songs was Return to Pooh Corner.
I call this our Addam’s Family pic, it’s my favorite picture ever.
I’m not married, but this is one of my favorite pictures from my parents’ wedding. My aunt (cracking up) had just goosed my dad.
I cried at my wedding, but that was because my dad wasn’t there. I got married a year after my dad died, and the priest was a very good friend of my father. So he starts off the homily with, “I feel like my own daughter is getting married today. I knew her father, John, before he went to meet God face to face...”