Similarly, when you enter a marriage and you have assets, have a pre-nup.

Not that I’m some hot stuff investor, but I’ve learned that FOMO is no way to invest. I don’t take financial tips from anyone who is not immediately involved in my financial health. When I buy funds, I always find out what’s on sale. That’s when you buy in. You don’t buy when a sector is rocketing upwards. And if I…

There are a couple of old movies on this theme. One is Hitchcock’s Mr. & Mrs. Smith (1940) (no relation to the Pitt/Jolie movie).

Don’t put it off.  A good doctor can check you out and possibly help you through it.

You wait until you’re perimenopausal.  That’s a few years of raging PMS episodes.  My family learned to take cover.

Ugh, now I have to bleach my brain.

Hopefully it won’t be anything like this:

The right winger in me is coming out today. I fail to understand why we don’t just give them strychnine.  The families of the victims would probably believe that appropriate and proportional.

Blanket covering wasn’t an option for me. I had to keep an eye on my kids (each time, not twins) as I was holding back my boob so the baby wouldn’t smother. (I’m not trying to boast here.)

You’re forgetting John K.

Obviously you haven’t seen Judy Garland’s version.

Sounds like Angelina has a movie coming out soon and wants some extra publicity.

Could someone please explain to me the thrill of paddleboarding?  I don’t get it.  I’d rather go kayaking or windsurfing.

You should let Frank Magazine know.  I look forward to the story breaking, thanks!

Until I saw the second gif, I thought it was a young Colin Firth.

Sounds like they’re going to use a similar defense as Jian Ghomeshi’s lawyer.

For a future post, may I recommend tackling Freddie Mercury’s Chicken Dhansak?

My 95 year old mother passed away two months ago (expected, but I made sure she was well looked after and she appreciated it, so it wasn’t too sad). The funeral cost $6100 CAD. We had cremation and only used the funeral home for a visitation, no service. I bought an urn online for $180, free shipping. The home was…

Frankly, I’d like to sit apart from Mr. Spruce for a couple of hours. (And our relationship isn’t so clingy that we are one of those couples that have to sit together/do everything together all the time.)

Harry Styles is fucking single again.