Right? This just proves to me that filmmakers have never actually had the kind of bullshit job where you can absolutely be fired for not following all the rules, like not twisting people’s arms to sign up for the company credit card - those of us who have would make this a terrible film, since no creepy shit would…

Right? Load up your Kindle and settle in, lady.

My only problem with this is that if you’re getting paid, why not just follow the frickin’ list of 10 simple rules???

I sent this sentence to almost everyone I know (or at least everyone who was on gchat).

Former Rhode Island governor Lincoln Chafee, a mild-mannered gecko whom I long to take home and place in a well-lit terrarium environment....

Don’t you let him take your smile away, sweet gecko!

Yeah, but he self-identifies as a drama llama.

Or checking out the reptilian exhibit’s custodian’s VNB.

“It is not true that this happened because I am not jealous.”

Yup, and Davies is definitely looking around for his escape route to get him the fuck out of there

I kinda really like this one.

Weirdly, I wish my counters were about an inch or two HIGHER. I am also 5’7.

As a 5”7 woman I have clearly been wandering through life blind to my kitchen privilege. Although I did end up washing a lot of dishes at a retreat centre with a sink that was three or four inches lower than standard - I came out with a sore back and a conviction that the designer was clearly a nutter. Is this how…

As a 6 foot tall woman, this is something that has been painfully obvious to me all of my life [after hitting the ~70” mark].

ALSO does anyone else remember Hildi’s cabana room filled with actual sand?

Wow. Inhaling hay can induce Farmer’s Lung, which can run your respiratory system. What a bunch of fucking idiots.

Television Without Pity did the BEST recaps of this show, and I remember their particular rage at the episode where she stapled all those flowers up in the bathroom—as they pointed out, all those tiny little holes in the drywall of a bathroom is like inviting mold into your walls.

Then there was that room where she nailed albums to the wall. All I could think was “Oh god - they are going to have to resurface that ENTIRE WALL.”