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I love shit like this. My YouTube is a goddamn nightmare. 

and all while wearing a simple little paper mask.  I’d think that would take a full face shield with some super filters.  God its sickening.

Not only did I watch it all, but did so while eating chili and corn chips.

Oooor, someone who has their feet in a similar state because they’re afraid of the doctors can be shown this and see that it’s not that scary after all.

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Does anyone want to start building a canon of the all-time greats we’ve had on here, over the years?

I feel like the crawling civil war ghost would go on there for me, from this year. Just a deeply upsetting mental image.

I loved watching a program (or two?) on the Smithsonian Channel a while back showing films of Elizabeth II’s coronation, including stuff she herself I think commissioned - and in at least one of these programs, they had the Queen herself watching some of these, like possibly for the first time or for the first time

And he was like the most typical nerd you could imagine. Like a college version of Martin Starr’s character in Freaks and Geeks. Probably also explains my weird crush on Martin Starr. 

Boyfriend, being the clueless nerd he is, begins to argue about how, objectively speaking, it’s kind of weird to find a stranger in your bedroom in the middle of the night.

My house is in a heavily forested area and relatively remote. It’s a place where people might take a camping trip into the forest for the weekend and then freshen up and have brunch in town on Sunday.

I told a very condensed version of this in a comment to one of the Jez horror story posts maybe about five? years ago, so I’m officially submitting this now. Now with bonus pics. 

The summer after my sophomore year of college, my parents asked me to house sit for them while they went out of town for a long weekend. At the time, they lived in a fairly remote area so it was a bit of a trek, but it was a big beautiful house on the lake and my parents’ pets were sweethearts. First night I actually

Aw, it’s nice your mom thought that. I would think he’s a murderer coming to kill my whole family in our sleep, but that’s the pessimist in me.

About a year ago, I was dealing with the very tragic loss of my parents and distracting myself with Netflix and Tinder. Matched with a guy who had a shirtless mirror selfie - usually a hard pass for me, but he seemed sweet so I talked to him. I had hurt my back and was home in bed for 4-5 days and he said he was home

Senior year of high school-in the eighties. My parents had moved our family to this godforsaken desert city from the Midwest the middle of my junior year. I was a fish out of water; often quite literally. Left my boyfriend in the Midwest; my first true love. We spent a few months with feverish phone calls, long love

I have to admit when your boyfriend protested “he asked us not to tell her!” my jaw dropped.  How far does fucking Bro Code go??????  

Was the weird dud’s name “Brett” by any chance?

When my husband and I got engaged, I was living with a roommate. To save money for the wedding, rather than re-upping my lease, I moved back into my childhood home. This meant my parents and grandparents (who lived there) were always keeping an eye out to be sure we weren’t fornicating.

So, being creative, young

It’s hard to grasp, sometimes, how truly modern/recent our current conversations about things like rape and consent truly are. It’s easy to laugh at SVU’s overwrought story lines but that really was one of the first shows to consistently discuss consent, alcohol use, trans and gay issues, and so on.

Reading the full article what has seemed like a really weird Hollywood affair all made a terrible sense. I feel so bad for Loretta and Judy, may they both Rest in Peace.