Still would.
Still would.
There is not a single promise I’ve made to my father that I’ve ever kept and nothing gives me more pride.
These are the people who need lattes steamed to x degrees**
Fucking touche.
Fucking fuck
I fucking know. I was fucking being fucking sarcastic.
I don’t really know what’s happening to me. I never used to think anything at all about Bradley Cooper. And then I made the grim mistake of watching The Hangover and—god forgive me—The A-Team, and thought only bad things about Bradley Cooper. And it is hard to argue with the fact that he is an entirely appropriate…
i initially read that headline as
Anthony Michael Hall is actually Michael Anthony Hall.
Can’t she decide the language she uses for her marriage and her body?
Emotional support, yes, in spades, but I’m not going to treat him like he’s terminal until he’s at least gone to see an expert. He will make his own dermatologist appointment. I am not his social secretary any more than he is mine.
This is not the insightful sort of commentary I would expect from someone called bonertownelementary.
I fell in love once...
All my friends are dead of dysentery. :(
Thanks for clearing that up. In that case, I do not want Pandas preparing my sandwiches. Was that the original question?
Or you can accept the fact that some people have varying levels of acceptability when it comes to their individual personal space. While sexual assualt is inappropriate. It’s up to the individual being touched to determine if it is in fact inappropriate. Would a dude have gotten away with that, hell no. He would have…
It scared the jeebies right out of me though.
Maybe.
I just picture her with a cocktail in her hand, saying “We’ll call them ‘Kiss Me’ Jeans. Everyone always talks about pants, like, ‘hugging’ your hips, but I want mine to kiss mine. Kiss my hips, pants! Kiiiiisss themmmmm”