Don’t say I didn’t warn ya!

Yeah, that pic is horrifying. Have you seen coconut crabs? Pure nightmare fuel. Arthropods are the worst.

You two are beautiful! I’m planning an outdoor wedding next year, I hope it’s half as lovely as yours. :)

Not a parent, but I’ve babysat a lot. A few of my favorites, which are mostly oldies:

Hm, I’d argue that Ex Machina turned a lot of heads and made people go, “Woah, she can do way more than just period dramas.”

Seriously, my imagination is doing somersaults thinking about Marvel and Patlabor crossovers (which will never ever happen but a girl can dream.)

yes plz make it happen universe

Thank you! I’m not letting this shit slide either.

Girl, please. Stop it with your faux humble bragging. Is this the new “I don’t own a TV”?

Publicist #3 sounds like they’re scary-good at their job.

Yes, exactly. My first gen parents owned a small business, and they had stockpiles of cash and only ever dealt with the bank when they had to cash a check. I think some Americans don’t realize that cash, especially the dollar, is still supreme in other countries and credit is highly considered suspicious.

As someone who is also second generation of Asian immigrants, it is this exactly. Though I’ve thoroughly embraced credit/debit cards now.

This group is expertly targeting vulnerable demographics: the elderly, non-English speaking immigrants who are trying to live in a foreign country. Meeting someone who speaks the same language, from a similar if not the same culture, and happens to know specific and intimate details about your life telling you your…

Just looked it up, and it sounds delicious. I am a garlic fiend. Thanks for the recommendation!

100% agree with thundercatsarego’s comment, but I wanted to add that palm oil is also a highly unsustainable product that contributes to deforestation and endangering wildlife that live in those habitats.

I bought egg-less “mayo” a while back in a futile effort to be good. It just looked... wrong. I used it in my usually-fabulous potato salad and then I was so, so sad.

You are amazing. I grew up on a street with a tight-knit community of neighbors, mostly immigrants like my parents. They all helped each other out with house repairs and babysitting. It was great. I had no clue, but I remember eating lots of samosa and playing with a bunch of kids in my neighbor’s yard. I was a terror…

What an awful, horrible way to die. This guy had a fucking history of abuse and weapons charges. What the fuck. I am not a religious person, but I truly wish the wife and children rest in peace and that he rots and burns in hell.