I think I dance like a dancer in a Missy Elliott vid but I actually dance like a puppet in a Missy Elliott vid

Just bring water. Jesus will take it from there.

Two drinks of every kind.

One of my hobbies is dancing — primarily Latin, so I’m always going out for salsa/bachata/kizomba nights and socials. My fiance isn’t super into that stuff, so I go with friends or even alone. Fiance is not only fine with this, but is relieved I’m not dragging him along.

I have always had close male friends that I hang out with. And my husband has always had close female friends. I have occasionally been surprised, when making a new male friend, that some people have hangups about this stuff; like I invited a new colleague for a drink after work and he said “I have a girlfriend.”…

I remember the first time I saw this article and was like “ummm anytime when they aren’t in the bathroom seems ok.” I have no issue with my boyfriend hanging out with people, but I have a problem when it is with our mutual friends, at a time I could have been there, and when I was doing nothing. This just feels like…

I require my boyfriend to wear a GoPro at all times. It is wired to take a picture whenever he sees something that makes his heart rate increase.

This kind of stuff just baffles me, kind of like when you have a friend who LOVES a food you HATE, and you just can’t understand it. I’m on a birth board (ugh, I know) and someone once posted how “inappropriate” she thinks it is for any married (heterosexual) person to have friends of the opposite sex or hang out with…

Fabulous. This sixty-two year old girl loves it!

*Stefan voice* This video has everything: metallic lipstick, marionettes, dancers in Ikea organizers, nail technicians, mirrored hoodies, and breakdancers on hover boards.

She played with his tongue

Shot through the tongue

Serious?! Damn it. ITV player catch up it is then!

I knew someone from Canada who went to Newcastle and didn’t understand one person for all the time he was there, gannin’ aboot tha’ toon mon. :)

I feel like I can explain the rationale, because sometimes I brown and sometimes I don’t. What I find is that browning the meat makes my food more visually appealing but doesn’t always make an appreciable difference in terms of flavor. So I brown if I am in the mood. If I am rushed or don’t feel like the mess, I skip…

Clearly all alcohol must be banned. For the greater good.

When I was a child and my parents would leave me and my sister alone on a weekend night, they would buy us soda and a Tony’s pepperoni pizza. I have vivid memories of sitting in front of the oven and watching the pizza cook, the pepperonis turning from salmon colored flat disks into dark red cups, brimming full of hot…

This is a labrador thing? My friend’s labrador has almost died twice (although this dog is nowhere near smart enough to open cupboards on his own): once after his girlfriend forgot to lock the dog’s food cupboard, and the second time when the cat unlocked the cupboard and was found watching the dog’s bloated, heaving…

Wait, is everyone just going to gloss over that Victorian couple? Are we not going to talk about that?

These looks are fucking horrible. I’m just going to keep cycling through my enormous collection of fit-and-flare dresses until they all fall apart. They may not be stylish, but they're damn flattering.