If there is any one single person I wouldn’t be sad to see die in a grease fire/death-by-suicide-bomber-seagull, it’s that fat, odious little fucktard. *casts complex and wordy hex*

And I assume that in the interests of portraying yourselves as fair, balanced journalists (and not like a pack of hormonal demented LiveJournalers circa 2005), you’ll be putting up a list of women who “Got away with it” shortly?

If only for the magnificence that is Strait’s arse in zero-g. Good lord but that is perky.

If only for the magnificence that is Strait’s arse in zero-g. Good lord but that is perky.

Ugh, The 100. Also known as “that show with pissy little twats who should all be harpooned through the stomach for daring to be stranded on a post-apocalyptic Earth that makes zero sense and for daring to have *perfect* hair and teeth”.

This show is the third series I’ve binge-watched on one sitting with Netflix (the other two are Sense8 and Stranger Things) and it’s pretty damned near brilliant. The only gripes I’ve had are that future-Earth seems a bit too “this is what’s in vogue right now, architecturally” and, well, not enough naked Steven…

No, if this was Buzzfeed, there would be a whole series of videos devoted to women exploring the really urgent and pressing issues of the day - like...is a 24k gold face mask *really* that good or can you tell the difference between a cheap brand of mascara and a more expensive brand. You know, the Ladylike idiots. …

Unless the little dear made that image her Twitter profile header as an ironic statement re: societal expectations placed on girls shoulders from birth, if you’re referring to me as sexist then honey, you’re barking at the wrong tree.

So...she’s nothing more than a basic average white girl who should be focusing on her bikini line and writing up “articles” for Buzzfeed?

So...what do you call it when a woman does it, Alana dearie? Please, do enlighten us with your histrionic thoughts. Please.

I’ve just started watching Black Mirror again this year (curse you, Offspring!) and I’ll be honest - Nosedive was fucking exquisite. I’ve heard only amazing things about San Junipero, but I’m taking it slowly this time.

Why is this fucking arsehole still alive? Someone do the decent thing and fuck him up the arse with a rifle and then pull the trigger. Christ.

In fairness, it was Lindsay and her mother. And quite frankly, if Lorelai had had any sense, she would have put a stop to her brat’s affair. I don’t think Lorelai stooped as low as sleeping with other women’s husbands...

She did, in a way, by Lindsay. I felt for Lindsay, mostly because my mother had been in the same place as Lindsay (although, my mother left her Rory with a broken tooth and a fat lip) and I felt that if they had had the guts to say “hey, look, your golden girl is actually a bit of a slag, viewers!” then it would have…

And let’s not call a booty-call a “tryst”.

Oh, clearly Logan. Logan was always written to be Rory’s Christopher, so it would make sense (at least, to Palladino) that Super Frat-Twat Logan would be the dad, and Jess would be the guy that Rory ends up pining for over the next twenty years. And if I were Jess, I’d run far from that emotionally manipulative…

Darling, you missed a step - Editorial>Runway>Catalogues>Car Shows>Boat Shows. Has Showgirls not taught you *anything*? (apart from how to throw beads in the way of your rivals...)

Oh, yeah, Rebecca was pure shade. And I love her for it. So much so that I feel justified in breaking out the Drag Race GIFs!

Compare Rory’s charmed existence to Paris’s - Paris came from money, but her parents pissed it up a wall and ran away when the going got tough. Rory feels that she’s hit a wall - Paris hit a wall *before* she graduated (thanks to dickhead parents) but Paris rebounded, graduated and from what someone mentioned, she’s…

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