Oh God, so, SO missed.
Oh God, so, SO missed.
At a certain point you just have to be like [jack‐o motion] and do you.
You are greatly missed around these parts, Lindy!
My thought process was, “Psh whatever do those seats even recli-OMG THERE’S A BED.”
Sorry kids, you have to be an attractive woman with painful fillers in her upper lip with a husband 20 years her senior to get this flight.
Well, not yet. BRB.
It’s not. It’s fucking AWFUL having large breasts and you DO get treated like an asshole by asshole ALL.THE.TIME.
As a large busted lady, I can tell you from experience: big titties look like big titties, no matter what you cover them up with.
okay i get the sentiment behind your comment but i would 100% go for writing my announcement on a goat if i could do it without worrying about him getting hit by a car.
Don’t worry, the muddy goat will be trailed by the RSVP donkey. Just dip your hand in any type of grime and leave a handprint on the donkey indicating your requested number of guests.
... basically just scrawling your event info on the side of a muddy goat, slapping its ass, and sending it into town to spread the message.
I hear you, but it IS frustrating when those invitations cost double what invitations for any other event would cost just because you uttered the word “wedding.” Along with having someone pressure you to do, say, custom letterpress because anything less is basically just scrawling your event info on the side of a…
I’m so glad this is here - I read this announcement this morning and had no one to titter with. That an article about a couple of feminists started off with the gendered phrase “shrinking violet” perfectly set the tone for the rest of the announcement. I couldn’t ever decide if the writer was clueless or just trolling…
People keep talking about couches in women’s restrooms. I’ve never seen a couch in a women’s restroom. Where are these couches? (And there are far too many ambient poop particles in any bathroom for me to feel comfortable putting upholstery there.)
I just wanna say that i freakin LOVE your handle.
I don’t get why guys even use the argument about opening doors. I have had way more women hold the door open for me than men just because it’s the courteous thing to do. Where are all these men holding doors open for women? Does it happen somewhere?
Obviously I didn’t think this feminism through. Equal pay and whatnot is great but not if I have to split the check and open my own doors like a plebe!
But without the draft, what will MRAs have to howl “UNFAIR!!??” about?
In an essay published in Sunday’s New York Times, Harris Wofford wrote about meeting the second love of his life.…
I will start by explaining: I drank too much last Wednesday.