If you are reading this, I am high. Very, very high. I’m on two Xanax, one Norco, and a handful of ibuprofen I took…
Do you hear music faintly?
This is an underrated comment. Out of the greys with you.
After pumping up the Babypod, ultrasounds showed the fetuses responding to the music by moving their mouths and tongues, as if they were performing Lip Sync Battle in utero.
If Beats by Dre gets into this market, women will be buying them like crazy. Some men, too.
Literally my first thought. Not my unborn child’s brain, but rather the masturbatory potential.
Uh, are we twins? My second thought was ‘surely that is wasted on a baby.’
I’m the age where Rita Moreno means Sesame Street, so a Rita Moreno reference always makes me smile.
It’s so weird to call Puerto Ricans “immigrants.”
All the times “Yas Queen” has been uttered, should have been saved for now.
Also, what I find funny is that Scott Eastwood is almost good looking, so close to being his Dad but everything misses by 1/1000 os a millimeter. Eyes a shade too close together, not blue enough. Jaw a little to wide to be rugged. I’m also assuming if he’s a 29 yr old who’s friends with Brody Jenner he’s a major…
They are handsome but boring on such a pervasive level that sex with either of them would be like when you swim in a really beautiful resort pool but you’re constipated or something so it’s just like eh.
There was one priest that let us throw a beach ball during mass in high school. It was all good until it hit the altar. The altar was fine. He wasn’t invited back.
The dead end was frustrating, because, as a fat feminist, I was hungry to find out who the original poster could be so I could then eat them.
The argument is that gay men have risky sex and such more often than straight folks and therefore have higher risk of being infected with HIV, but even if such a thing is true, they test every blood donation for the common STIs anyway. This seems like a needless restriction.