I have 6, so that’s perfectly fine, right? Right? RIGHT?

DOES MY SUPERIOR INTELLECT INTIMIDATE YOU?!?!?

“You have too many dolls.”

Maybe because even Kaep didn’t demand boycotts on his behalf.

I actually don’t hate the name “Chicago” for a baby on its own. It’s not my favorite but it’s by no means the worst I’ve ever heard.

I would also like to speak on behalf of the generously be-titted who love to cook: aprons are not fucking meant for us. (Not that this is Meghan’s problem.) Every cute apron ever made does the dreaded slide and ends up hugging one giant can and looks like shit and fuck aprons.

Numbers 1 and 2. I grew up on Cape Cod and I try very, very, very hard to tell myself that it’s worth the wait for summer. Also, Mr. PrincessMonsterTruck and I would have trouble finding legal work in our specialty areas (him securities and ERISA litigation and me business immigration for highly-skilled professionals,…

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1. Family

My ex lives wayyy up north. He loves this crap. Ice, snow, air so cold your face hurts....he refuses to leave there and come back south. He waits all year to sit on his porch in the winter. He’s also a lunatic which is why he’s my ex so correlation/causation/anecdata blah blah blah.

You never get to be a tough old broad living in warm weather climes!

I second this, from Steph Werner, above: “Because cold is the price I’m willing to pay to avoid hurricanes, tornados, earthquakes, mudslides, and wildfires.” I would add to that poisonous snakes, killer spiders/insects, murderous prehistoric lizards, malaria....etc.

Work and Family, plus as a Canadian I would have to go through that pesky Visa process to work in the USA. Also, without winter how can you appreciate summer?

I constantly ask myself why I’m here. Sometimes, it feels like prison, but I moved to New England for a job. I love where I work, but as some one who has predominantly lived in the Southwest, I’m not loving this. Also, I miss Mexican food...and not worrying about the prospect of losing power due to crippling snowfall.

With everything I’m taking care of with my sick husband too, I’ve actually asked my dog to pee in the bathroom. When he’s desperate or nervous or just being a plain ol’ dick, sometimes he’ll pee on the washable rug in the bathroom. I’ve been like ‘c’mon, just pee on the rug, I won’t be mad, please?’

U.K here, I don’t live here out of choice, I was born here. I lived in Cali for a while, if I could move back I would. Our weather here sucks, Yours is bliss.

Curly is not amused.

My dog is at the point where he’s just “fuck it! I’m peeing in the house. You deal with it.”

Sadly, no. :( It’s just her greed.

Is it because people are finally realizing her music sucks ass and if she wasnt a hot blonde woman she would be handing out perfume samples at Nordstroms?