This. This is the ONLY REASON living in Italy can sometimes suck.

yeah, I have many, many friends in Georgia that are sweating about their jobs in the industry right now because of this. I know make-up artists, costume people and set production people who will be out of work if this happens, so....

That cherry pie picture triggered a road trip memory.

I just let out an audible groan of pain reading that comment. Good god, you’re evil.

Did I mention he’s also a Trump supporter?

I live in Italy. Every summer this Italian-American guy comes to his home nearby where I live to rant about the pizza here and how he owns a pizza parlour in St. Louis. Well, I found out it’s an Imo’s and about this fucking abomination of a cheese and now we all just laugh in his face. 

Caterer here. Normally for groups of 20 for yoga retreats, photography workshops - generally 20 people who are sleeping in different beds in a different house and being told when and what to eat for a week. I always ask in advance for special dietary requirements and do my best to make sure everyone is happy.…

Bacardi 151 here. Probably a scarily similar story.

I....I have no idea who these people are either. 

This is nitpicky AF but I just woke up and haven’t had coffee yet, so bear with me.

Ordered. Thanks!

Fuck you, I’m 57 and detest this Nazi.

I realize this has nothing to do with this article but I the very first thing I think of every time I see this guy is: WHO THE HELL WOULD FUCK HIM?

HA! I just asked the same ‘why didn’t they just ask Lydia’ question up thread. Seems kinda obvious to me, but what do I know.

Couldn’t they have just asked Lydia what the Whisperers do in the winter? I mean, she could have told them they migrate south and then there would have been no reason to cross the river, right? Too obvious?

This is precisely why I will never return to the city of my birth. I can’t even find words.

I received a box from my mother in California just now. Timing....

Twizzler people are psychopaths.

In a weird coincidence, Sunday I listened to this album for the first time since the late 90s when my housemate at the time tortured me with it. I liked it well enough but not on an endless loop for over a month. I was suprised to find that I still remember every word and do still like it.

Oh god remember wrap around pants?