BCO and spooky tales, on the same day?!

Oooh, this year’s Jezzie post has just landed! Hoorah!

Me, right now:

Gahhh!

Just in time. This is by no means a submission, just something I’d like to share. My husband and I moved from an old apartment in July (the building was built in 1920—and I lived there for about four years, he moved in during year 3) and we always felt like something was up there. Each of us has our own stories of…

I grew up on a mountain in Alaska. The house was on some sort of hill carved out by glaciers, and that type of hill is supposedly a crossroads for spirits (can’t make this stuff up...), and at the time, was completely isolated from the neighbors. The house is surrounded by trees, and at night, you can barely see…

God bless the ART TEAM

You just described every Sunday shift of my teenage years at the Ponderosa steakhouse.

To be fair, throwing Skyline chili on the floor is typically the proper way to enhance its flavor.

I feel like I’m committed to the Jezzie ones at this stage. C’mon Jezebel! You need to allow us make the really bad decisions to read scary stories at night!

There’s a new commercial on Hulu for United Methodist Churches that says “Church can happen anywhere” ...that phrase really scares me for some reason...like I’m going to wake up in my house, go downstairs, and there’s church going on.... gives me the chills.

Ever since someone pointed out it out the last time this image was posted, I can’t get it out of my head:

Me. I’m reading it. The new ones will start any day now... aaarrggghhh!

Did we just become best friends? Yup!

I discovered this today, and it sounds brilliant.

When I bartended at Outhouse I would go temporarily deaf when someone treated me that way. Complain about me, I don’t care. I’m no longer serving you.

“Look, I love babies.” It’s like “I have black friends” for kids.

Holy crap, that is adorable.

STOP IT RYAN MURPHY. You gave horrible hats to Good Girl Marley and now you’re giving horrible hats to Good Girl Grace.

+1995