I started an IV on the one good arm of a cancer patient who had been stuck six times already. /flex

I am glad and ashamed to know that I am not the only one who did that.

Huh. Turns out she does have some limits on what she would do in the pursuit of wealth and notoriety.

I- I kinda love Amber Rose.

I have never really been that enamored of Five Guys. I guess mileage may vary. I love a local chain in Austin called P. Terry’s. It’s my go-to. Try if if you’re ever in town!

Never had it. I’ve had Krystal, which is basically the southern version. The sliders are nasty, but I loved the little fried chicken sandwiches at Krystal!

I find it hysterical when someone is literally being a crybaby over something as insignificant as renaming a position, and then blames it on “crybaby political correctness.” The people who rail against political correctness are the first to howl censorship and oppression when you go after the tenets of their ideology.…

Gay white dude here, so like- completely lacking in any kind of involvement in the matter. BUT! I love when black women have their hair natural. Not in the- “I’m going to touch your hair, it’s so exotic!” way! (because who the fuck touches people’s hair randomly? Jackasses, that’s who)- but more like in the “I think…

Maybe risk should be overestimated when the instrument in question is capable of easy death or profound dismemberment? I’m more cautious around a bear than a kitten, after all.

You want a text book definition of “crazy eyes”? Look at that picture. This woman was disturbed for a very long time.

Male otters brutally fuck seal pups to death and sometimes guard the corpse for hours, continuing that sweet, sweet necro-seal loving.

I kind of love that commercial, actually.

Houses were built differently. And the increase in populations across the Sun Belt and South is directly attributable to the increased prevalence of air conditioning.

Imagine the kind of ego that pursues a woman like Beyonce. He probably cheated on her because he could. And because it’s “more” to not only have a great, successful, beautiful woman, but also the freedom to step out on her. She’s beholden to him, and here he is, the big man, out getting some strange, too. There’s a…

Until my last breath! ...which will be sooner than if I did not love mashed potatoes so much. >.>

Taylor Swift has necromancer written all over her cat-like face. Even death would not be the end for Mr. Harris.

You take back that slur against mashed potatoes!

For some reason I am picturing when the cast of The New Girl had to burn all of the scripts that were evidence the Kardashians had been on set in the episode Prince showed up in.

Gay dude here. No need to find the clitoris!

Wrapped in bacon, stuffed with sharp cheddar and walnut, glazed in spicy brown sugar. To quote Pam Poovey: “Sploosh."