WHOA! Super accurate painting, then. Definitely got the “artist’s vision” just from looking at it.

Is she in a... Giant Cookie Forest???

“And in the Year of Our Lord 2015, there is nothing that gets the dick blood of a conservative voter flowing more than a man who has no idea what he’s doing.”

Agreed. I think he did very well! I, too, thought of Colbert’s first Late Night show—- even HE had a super shakey first show and he’s Stephen MF-ing Colbert. He improved by 100% by the second night and now his show is amazing and keeps getting better, finding its own groove. Trevor will have the same experience, I’m…

This picture is BADASS! She's like, bitch what? I love it.

Joanna, this is beautiful. Thank you for this! My day = made.

Yeah, it’s been weird lately, but still, I’ve always kinda been a kinja dummy. Old lady alert!

Yikes!!! Sorry. Kinja faux pas!!

Wait. Literally huge? 😕 I can’t tell. I’m on my phone and can’t get to a real computer. Sorry everyone if the pic is giant! This is, like, one of my major kinja faux pas fears.

Oo! Speaking of which, did you see this tweet?

I simply cannot star your comment enough.

Late 90s / early aughts Theta Epsilon was great too, but we were small and mostly girls.

My god, I’m an idiot. I saw the headline and was like “Huffy models? Like the Huffy bicycles from my youth? They’ve got new models out? Whatever could bicycles have done?”

Right? Bc even if she DID send the text, couric’s husband received the text while he was with couric, so they probably looked over to the table and were like, “Amy!!! You again with the humor!”

You made my heart grow two sizes just now. I often forget what an impact my childhood made on my life and how I carry that around all day. Good for us and others out there for making the tough choices that end up making our lives better. It's nice to know I'm not alone.

Seriously. Fuck this shit. My father was also an emotionally abusive, selfish, cruel asshole who hit my mother and treated my like property. When my parents got divorced when I was 12, the judge forced me to see my father. No one even asked me anything, or how I felt. I was a mess, and I still am, 20+ years later.…

Or how about this crazy idea, which is what I do: I find the products that work best for my skin — regardless of price or ingredients or whatever crazy banana shit marketing — and I use them. And then I don’t make anyone else feel less of a person — or try to freak them out about cancer or [dun dun dun] TOXINS! — for…

dyyyyyying rn. ilu so much X

Right! Does she only consider an confession by the perpetrator to be "proof"?