I think this source has been reading way too much Jay Z/Beyonce fanfic
Oh my god, anti-choicers, GET A LIFE. (But only if you want to, when you want to)
Shark Week packages! Cardboard boxes with pads, tampons, menstrual cups whatever, midol, chocolate, whatever...with brightly coloured outsides.
Thank god the people she was with put her in a room, closed the door, and she didn't come to for three and a half hours."
I have a theory of Jay and Bey's relationship (even though I have never met them and have no actual knowledge of their relationship. Frankly, though, I would love to be in Bey's circle of girlfriends. That being said
As part of a clever campaign, animal rescue organizations are partnering with Ikea and other furniture stores to…
"she inhaled a large portion of rich spinach and artichoke dip" in a restaurant, then "called a waitress over and asked for ribs — and looked crushed when the perplexed server told her they don't have them."
Yea but 240 MPH is nothing to sneeze at.
No disrespect, but calling Dolly a "country music icon" is the understatement of all time. Dolly is a goddess among men and the Queen of America. Even our cat overlords bow down before her. You stand corrected.
I get her point in that the parent shouldn't be afraid of their child's tantrum and give in. I get that she is speaking out against the parent creating more work for themselves (now there are 2 sippy cups to wash).
It is not fair to judge someone without really getting to know them, but I can very confidently say that if I ever met someone who said they didn't like Dolly Parton I would know pretty much I would want nothing to do with them. Luckily I have never met anyone who doesn't like Dolly Parton.
If you're a musician and your manager comes to you and suggests you follow the "Michael Jackson career path" you should fire that person immediately.
I posted this on the other thread, but it was dying down by then. Also, edited slightly:
That "just a phase" tweet:
oh damn girl I wouldn't even let Jesus Christ himself poop on me
How repressed do you have to be if eating Bugles is considered to be a naughty thing?
Here's the other reason I did a Foods That Should Not Exist: since this is the column that landed me this job, and a trip out of the nightmare that is the food industry, I thought it only fitting that my last full feature as a Recruit (other than next Monday's BCO) be a probably-overdue edition of Foods That Should…
"fuck it they're real"