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If you're just going to cut and past the IKEA catalog... that's cool.

Fleek is sooo dramble. Like totally skerb. Just the other day I was just fnarging out at my jarbo, you know just blugging around and I thought to myself being on fleek is like the new glerble .

IM 32 and I can't cut it with the "Dude" and "Awesome". =/

I'm twenty two years old, and I feel the same way. Fleek and hella are incomprehensible for me.

As a semi-old, I do not understand fleek, not do I want to. I will continue to use whatever words were popular on the '80s & '90s and leave it at that.

Have you looked at all the Anastasia pencils? They carry such a huge range of dark pencils that are not quite black but a deep ash brown. I have very dark brows and use the dark brown. I have also had a lot of success with a powder and angled brush. You may have an easier time matching your color with an ashy, cool

I never comment here, so I know I won't get out of the grays, but fuck it.

From what I understand most of the damage done by pesticides occurs in children

You guys see any Axe body spray on this list? No? Well then, STOP FUCKING BATHING YOURSELF IN IT BEFORE YOU LEAVE THE HOUSE!

YES YES YES.

If he's engaged and days away from marriage than he has already chosen to occupy his thoughts with making whomever he is marrying do those tasks.

I had home ec in middle school and it was coed. High school would have been way more useful. I know how to cook fine(ish) but I regret letting the sewing machine knowledge slide now that I'm older. I did not care about those things at 11/12.

My school had a "Life Skills" class, but it was mostly really awkward talking-about-stress sorts of things and peer mediation. Those are fine things to learn, but very sterile in the classroom, and it can be tough to get much use of it from the rigid templates that they gave us.

I strongly agree with all of this. Throw in some bits about personal finance and how to write a resume and call it Life Skills. It may need to be more than a semester. I know how to do the basics (well, okay, I'll admit I don't know how to iron very well), but I had to learn them as an adult through trial and error.

Yeah, right? Where is the How to Clean a Toilet, Including Wiping Down the Part Between the Seat and the Tank, Wiping the Top of the Tank, and Cleaning the Pee Dribbles You Left Down the Front of the Bowl class? Where is the Clean Up Every Single One of Your Godamn Beard Hairs from Both the Sink and the Counter class?

Seriously that was soooo stereotypical. Fruity drink? I'd like a nice old fashioned - thank you very much. Or a mezcal. Fucking love mezcal.

I see where you're coming from and agree with much of it, but I see signing up for this particular class on the eve of one's wedding as being that sort of passive-aggressive barely trying sort of effort. Perfect bed corners and glamorous meals for special occasions are exactly the kind of housework that guys who want

Company that you entertain in your bed is the best kind of company.

"wife's favourite fruity cocktail on request."

If your guy hasn't taken it upon himself to learn how to do some domestic shit by the time he's old enough to contemplate marriage, teaching him how to make a three-course meal isn't going to do a thing to ensure he does the grueling, grinding tasks like cleaning the bathroom and making sure there's food that didn't