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Om my gosh now I’m picturing my 80-year-old grandmother (who can walk just fine) riding around on one of those things rounding all these young men up like some kind of horny octogenarian sheepdog...

“Pick me, choose me”!!

Cha-ching!

Considering the basis for the show’s original story line this is ironic and kinda funny...

Holder FTW

*I require that Joel Kinnaman be around in later episodes.

i assume that joel kinnaman will be around in later episodes

When i was about 12 or so my mother said to me in a totally off handed way.. “while I am fine with you and your brother being here, I could have just as easily not had kids and have been perfectly happy”...I think i just shrugged the comment off at the time. It wasn’t until I became a mom that I realized what an

She might be funny, but she’s funny in that way when you laugh uncomfortably at an acquaintance when they make an off-color joke. In that, this wasn’t actually funny, it was weird, and weirdly nasty. Lots of Cool Girl-isms, etc in this piece.

OMG YAAAAS YASSSSSSS TO EVERY IDIOT COMMENTER WHO KEPT SAYING SHE WAS JUST OVERLINING HER LIPS I AM SINGING DASHBOARD’S VINDICATED AND DANCING AROUND THIS AIRPORT TERMINAL ALSO I AM PROBABLY VERY DRUNK

I am nearly certain that that .gif should not be giving me a boner, and yet, here we are.

I like IKEA. I don’t find it stressful or temper-fraying. I enjoy building the furniture; I have assembled furniture for my friends, even, because it’s fun. Snobs and haters can go suck on a FINANSIELL.

Please tell me you’ve already watched Dance Academy. Yes it is about teenagers but OMG SO GOOD.

If I lived a thousand years I would never have been able to come up with the brilliance of “amphibious Eric Stoltz”. But that is EXACTLY what he looks like there. Brava!

Gosh, I wouldn’t even bone young Branson. He’s like an amphibious Eric Stoltz in that second one.

You didn’t put “because I’m a gold digger and he is a billionaire” in the survey?

Space slattern!

Whatever that baby is called, it’s not going to be called Diana. Perhaps—perhaps—buried in amongst seventeen other middle names, but as a first name? Not in a million years, kids.