She’s just...so darn likable! And that pesky Barbara Jean got on her last nerve and damned if she didn’t always find a way to make everything work out in the end 😊

Same, and I have no logical explanation for it. I still watch “Reba” when I can find it.

So much better and less robotic-looking! There was an early show a few weeks back, before the ridiculous hair extensions, where she looked more like this, and she was actually quite lovely.

I watch this show when I need something roboticly soothing on in the background, because her voice and (lack of) inflection are absolutely droning. Sometimes, I like to play the “How many pounds of makeup is Christina actually wearing today?” or “How does she keep her eyes open with those giant false lashes?” game.…

The cups undo and pull down for easy access to the nipple.

OMG MAKE IT STOP WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU ARGGGHHH

Three quarters of that mess is probably already extensions, anyway. Or Kim Zolzniak-level wig.

I don’t even eat green beans, but everyone else loves them when I make them. But I draw the line at both peas and any kind of onions. Nope.

Oh, god, my gf loves that crap. I make green beans sautéed in olive oil with garlic, slivered almonds, and lemon zest with a squeeze of lemon finish. She’s a chef. She prefers green bean casserole. I can only assume it’s some sort of nostalgia thing?

Hey, good head is fine anywhere, even if it’s in the gutter. Some people just aren’t that picky .

The Cowboys doing well is always an omen of approaching evil. See: Jerry Jones.

This is Skye. She can do this all damned day. Phhftt...she’s got this shit down.

Yes, but what we do have is thier beloved grandchildren. So .

Omg, my gf rubs my head in a specific spot right up front and it helps relax me in untold manner. And I don’t relax or sleep very easily, so I totally believe this helps. It’s like a magic touch!

I’m a few hours from DC, and I already have one friend coming in from Boston, hoping to bring more with me in my car!

Don’t forget, someone who isn’t at least an 8 1/2-9.

My son went to private school in Virginia Beach , and played varsity sports, including teams from the Peninsula and Williamsburg, and never played any of those schools. Now I know why.

There’s a Montessori school, Ware Academy, and one Christian private school. Those were his only options. Not exactly anything progressive.

It’s like some bizarre gum mixed with a tiny sip of sugar water . I don’t get it, either, but I loved them as a kid, too!