I, too, have my grandmas ceramic tree (that she or some family member made) on full display. It’s amazing how just about everyone had the same novelty item in the 1950s.

Scale and adorableness. 

Tell them you’ll only take down the post if Shelley herself shows up in person and asks you to do so.  YOU ANSWER TO NO MAN.

Bitch, that’s caramel. TF outta here

Did you try reading the labial?

Those jawlines, lips, and noses. They were so vain they were dating themselves. My last Ex is engaged to a girl who could be his sister, they look so much alike.

is a korean stuffed cucumber a cucumber stuffed by a korean or with a korean?

There’s literally one person in that image with their shirt unbuttoned. Eight professionals and one unprofessional simpleton with a debilitating addiction to bronzer, smiling like a senile old grandpa. Ugh. It really is like the easiest game of “which of these things is not like the other” I’ve ever seen.

It also says a lot more about the viewers’ Puritanism than anything about the performers.

(Hi, fellow Canuck here):

Technically it’s a Woman Dollar, so it’s only worth $0.80 in man money.

IIRC, Clay is David Foster’s sister’s sperm donor.

Thank you. I came here to say this. People keep asking for stories about real people that are inclusive. THIS IS A FUCKING REAL STORY THAT IS INCLUSIVE. SO REAL IN FACT THAT IT FUCKING HAPPENED. Unless white women now have to either date within their race or no one is allowed to tell true stories about interracial…

You seriously underestimate his ability to rationalize this sort of shit.

If it’s any consolation, I met my current partner when I was 40. We’re not married but, 8 years later, are in love and now have 2 beautiful children.

You didn’t do anything wrong. I had soooo many of those nights thinking the same thing. It’s circumstance more than anything else — who you find yourself around (friends, co-workers, etc), not anything you’re doing wrong. Know that :)

I’ve shared this before, but in hopes that it may help, here’s my story. I was perpetually single, always felt like there was *something* I lacked in terms of relationship-ability, and I tried to be OK with the idea of being single for life. I met my now-husband nine years ago at the gym when we were both 47. Both…

I’m glad to see that tag di Fuhrervonpusigraben will now receive the respect it richly deserves 

She looks great. Still can’t act! #fightme

He sees what you did there.