Poor girl.

Porridge is, I believe, rough cut oatmeal, which provides an assload of fiber

Boys are stressful, needy and fucking annoying. My life will not be worse off if I never get married. I kinda want to but then every time I really think about what marriage entails, I want to slap myself in the face and tell me to snap out of it. Same goes for wanting kids.

"Throw some gravy on that sumbitch and sell it for six bucks!!!!!"

I hate it. I'd rather get my cunt sucked than my pussy eaten.

I don't like it either, but I don't like the act. It does nothing for me. At all. Ever.

I also don't like it... to me, it just evokes images of silverware, or chewing and swallowing. I love eating FOOD a lot, but I like to think that when someone is down there it's not comparable to having dinner. #ew

Interestingly enough, also the title of J Lo's next album.

I think that was the name of the scent. Decay & Disappointment.

The one time I tried it (I SWEAR IT WAS JUST ONCE), he scooped out the oil/wax with a little spatula that comes with the candle. It wasn't scalding hot, IIRC. It was the godawful lavender/mango smell that made me use my safe word.

Those lawsuits are going to be hilarious though.

Jesus that's just begging for a recall.

Also, in all fairness to Target, I think one of those vibrating cartoon toothbrushes gave me my first orgasm.

what a little bitch*

Someone should totally glitter bomb that guy.

The dotcom biz is a fickle mistress, my friend.

A glitter coated bed is nowhere near as fun as it sounds. 2010 Sydney Gay and Lesbian MardiGras; I'm still picking the glitter out of my hair.

Yet my online business http://shipyourenemiesspiders.com/ languishes.

'You have made your glitter-coated bed and I'm afraid you will have to lie in it.'

Choked by his own hubris..... and thousands of pounds of glitter....