Here's a super charming photo from the White House Flickr feed of President Barack Obama playing in the Oval Office…
Here's a super charming photo from the White House Flickr feed of President Barack Obama playing in the Oval Office…
Corgis and Pugs get a lot of play here on Jezebel, but it's been a while since we've shown some love to English…
Could be vertigo. Pretty common in olds (I'm not an old and I get it.) Still, I think he's okay, so it's probably okay that we're laughing. I mean, not really, but mostly.
I didn't get it at first either, but then watched several interviews he did, started following him on Twitter, and saw some fan videos of him hugging little kids who were Avengers fans and then was all like WHOOPS THERE GO MY PANTS.
K there's too many hunks in today's Dirt Bag. I'm overwhelmed.
It looks like the hand rail was moving slower than the stairs. I've had that happen to me and luckily my balance is sufficient that I just let go. He did not.
Which, luckily doesn't crush vital organs (In most cases, but I'm sure I could be proven wrong).
That was my first thought too! I actually dyed my hair deep ruby red tonight after my husband suggested it (I've been rocking hot pink) and a friend on Facebook asked if my husband had a Jessica Rabbit fetish, haha!
Hopefully because I was agree-bragging (bragreeing?) and not because, unbeknownst to me, we basically hate each other? Everyone loves that show and I loved the one episode I watched, so I'll probably end up watching it on Hulu tonight after everyone gets sick of talking about Corset Lady.
You only like it because Angela managed to dye her hair totally red.
Noooooo, but I shoooooould. Did I steal their pun?
Thank you! I'm, like, the Truth Fairy.
But I bet you're really good at driving, eating a full meal, bending, sitting, and laying down! And if you're not good at any of those things, at least it's not because you chose an organ-realigning corset over bending privileges.
Pfft. Wine is a better goal anyway.
I'm not weird: I was just drawn that way!
That must be my Romanian grandma. Older people who are new to escalators must have such a rough time. They don't trust their own strength anymore, and to have to fight, on top of that, a mechanical beast, must be just terrifying.
What is going on here?