Also: just found out today that Benedict Cumberbatch posed wet and mostly shirtless for charity. Pardon me while I go swoon.

I had sushi and unfiltered sake. SO GOOD.

Right now, I'm considering myself pretty much the luckiest bitch EVER. My husband started massage therapy school this week. Each day, he'll have homework - go home and practice massaging XYZ on someone. Guess who gets free massages EVERY DAY now? MEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEME.

OH GOD, ME TOO! THE BURNING.

I went to a gay strip club with a friend recently, and asked him just that! The strippers were flopping their dicks all over the place and I was like "doesn't that HURT?!"

My best guess? When she called the cops and they responded to the scene, they probably found her friend and took him to the hospital. That's pure speculation, but seems like the logical conclusion.

This wins the internets.

Wowza!

This is the best thing EVER.

"Everyone keeps saying to me, oh you used to read so much and now you barely read at all. If only they knew. If only.

This is my new porn. I want that rack of ribs. Mmmm… tasty meat.

This bullshit makes me ANGRY.

I hope you were wearing your brown pants, because after that, I know I would need them. Yikes.

This gives me the heebie-jeebies.

I completely agree. It takes a strong, determined person to keep the chemistry alive when the mundanity of life strikes. THAT is real strength.