And we all know how well THAT works out for him. #vaginadentarrows.

I don't know, it might be hard to find a decent wedding planner after The Twins. If I were a wedding planner in King's Landing, I'd be on the next boat to Pento

ahhh, Carrows! I used to go there for late-night food in college, and it was almost solely patronized (at least at that hour) by stoned 20-somethings and cops just getting off duty. There was an unspoken truce.

I'd be mortified if I went out with a group of adults and they all wanted to split the check like that. I make it a point to have cash with me if I'm going out in a group, and wish everyone else would do the same, because its much easier on everyone if we just pay in cash, or if one or two people put the check on…

It's incredible. I realized while watching that they reminded me of people I used to know who did lots of meth. I've got no idea if they're drug addicts or not - there could be any number of other reasons for their behavior. I'm just saying I wouldn't be surprised if that were an explanation.

Ha, that sounds like how I like my eggs. Cooked until almost perfectly sunnyside, flip, press with a spatula to break and set the runny yolk and uncooked white (30 seconds cooking time, usually), while keeping it dark yellow but still firm.

Seconding Revenge - it's horrible and horribly fun. It's basically a soap opera. Kind of spoilery, but not really, and no context:

Oh, fuck. I am never getting my security deposit back, am I?

Ugh, me too. Less mad at Hank because he at least wants to tell Wu, but still. Especially because I think Wu would have the 'Oz' reaction - "Actually, guys, this explains a lot." Plus, I just love Wu, and if they bring him into the fold, he'll probably get more screen time.

"They wouldn't turn down their "thug music," so I pulled out my gun and shot at them."

You think it's sensible for me to go down into that pit of cotton-top hell, and let them hippity-hop all over my vulnerable flesh?!

OMG, I'm laughing to tears! And I was worried that I'd wake my husband up, between the hippo farts and my gleeful sobbing, but then I realized he wouldn't mind if I showed him the video.

I'd ask if Sophia and her friends would like to make shirts for their classmates who couldn't make it (there will probably be a few who just have colds, other plans, or less overtly awful parents). Extra crafts for the kids at the party, nice for the kids who couldn't come, and bonus points for pissing off Tommy's…

edit: think I replied to the wrong post, sorry!

Welcome to laugh lines, beeyotch. Your crows got some feet.

I had a friend from outside the US who thought 'toilet paper' was a stupid euphemism. "You don't wipe the toilet with it, you wipe your ass. It's ass paper." I can't disagree.

Yeah, and now that we have a black president, they're more comfortable voicing that racist shit because "we have a black president, so racism is OVER, which means I should be able to say the racist shit I've always thought without being called on it!" There's no fucking 'race card', there's racism. And no, it is not…

For fucks sake, everyone knows "but what about the kids!" is bullshit. I understood gay relationships quite well as a kid ("it's when two mommies or two daddies love each other like me [my dad] and your mom do.") Not hard to grasp (though certainly kid-centric, but my dad did ok, for a conservative hetero dude in…