jellybeancarney
JellybeanCarney
jellybeancarney

Landlords don’t generally give shits about shit, in my experience.

You’re welcome. Truly honored to find a home in someone else’s vocabulary. #phrasehobo

No shit, Sherlock; I have been saying your last sentence since Just Dance. I just think she knows she’s played the game and can do her shit how she wants. She doesn’t have to Katy Perry-it-up anymore, she can just sing.

I am so glad she is mostly done with this crap and can be her true self. It was a bit much at times. I am stoked to hear more of her pure vocal abilities on whatever she releases next.

Ty I was like, ‘surely this photo was not meant to go with this post...’

Okay, but how does one get the doctor to check him?!?!? Mine are always asymptomatic. I go to the doc when I feel off (we go to the same one), get a urine screen, bring up the fact that I am monogamous and married to one of his patients, doc remembers me, I remind him that I have knowledge of symptomless UTIs, AND

I work with a Kay Lynn, went to high school with a Kalen, and usually will not spell it at all because it’s not a name I typically use :P

I’ll hold my breath ‘til 100.

Genius. Thanks for the tips.

But how do you get over the guillttttt?? Ex-Catholic. It. Doesn’t. Fade (the guilt, not the Catholicism, thank Jeebus).

Xoxxxx

Ohhh, shiiitttt, this would NOT fly with me. Hubs and I semi-eloped, so no gift grab, but we still got a check or box here and there. Then and even now when my mom sends us care packages, I write a card, sign it, and have him write a bit on what we’ve been up to when he has time. I aim for mailing them within a week.

Ah, see, I dgaf about the arms. I am starting to get a leeetle sensitive about my nostrils, mainly due to my nose not being dainty. The hairs are a bit noticeable but I was still able to land a dude without grooming them, so I guess they’re fine?

I hate my pubes. I have despised mine since their appearance in third grade, and I have been shaving or getting a wax ever since (waxes began after puberty, duh). I just never liked it. My body hair was never my thing. I had this preference way before I was influenced by the beauty industry/dudes/pron filmz. My mom

Man, those in-utero viewing parties make me so sad. Those poor babies, having sound blasted at them until the egos of parents are satisfied. Just wait the damn nine months, trust me; you’ll get sick of looking at it soon enough.

Reminds me of the guy a year younger than me who received a Hummer H3 at his sixteenth bday bash and cried in front of everyone because it wasn’t the H2. His parents had to get the smaller one because it fit into their garage, and we lived in MI. I am pretty sure he made them take it back to get the H2.

He’s a sad, frightened, little child. Adults in a healthy relationship celebrate successes and are there when everything’s shit. They also defer when asked to comment on the purported behavior of an ex.

Dude, if this is rill, hemorrhoid surgery fucking sucks. Even if you added it for lolz, it still sucks. I am one week post-op tomorrow, and all I can say is trust your surgeon and find a new one if the one you have won’t give you an extra shot of local.

My mom’s first name is Marie, so that’s why it’s my middle. I have an actual reason. I think a lot of other folks liked the idea of ‘Mary’ but didn’t want to be obviously religious? Just my hunch.

I...think I love you. Please tell me how I can subscribe to your nightshade rss.