LOL, there's no such thing as god.

Too bad they're run by religious fundies. Fuck F21.

This one doesn't move, but the sentiment is still there. :P

My husband's sister works on an oil rig in Norway. I'm so jealous sometimes!

When I was a kid, my parents' friends owned a dairy and we always got the BEST milk from them. Nowadays, my mom drinks that nasty skim milk with the added thickener to make its texture "feel" like higher-fat content milk. UGH the thought of drinking that makes me wanna hurl. I won't drink milk lower than 2%. Drinking…

Damn, now every time I see him I'm gonna have "OOOOHHHH oh dearie me, my little brother's in his bedroom smoking weed" stuck in my head. LOL

You need more proof? Just watch that cameo he did on "Whose Line Is It Anyway?" He had me writhing helplessly on the floor with laughter. The power of a laughing charm is more torturous than Crucio.

DON'T SMOKE. I'M DEAD NOW.

For a second I was like, "Waitaminit, my husband doesn't have an Instagram." And then I realized there are multiple Michael Williamses on IMDB. LOL

Y U MAD? Jealous that you'll never get the same opportunity to manipulate someone into sucking your micropeen?

I always HATED the name of that store. Once Upon A Child sounds less like a consignment store and more like something someone would plead guilty to in a court of law. *shudder*

Here ya go, straight from Charlize's lovely mouth:

Nice that you know everything about every stoner ever. Time to send all the other psychologists home! Dumbshit.

I'm from there and I moved to Toronto 3 years ago. Best decision I ever made.

It's more likely than you think?

Backyardigans. For real. I was a nanny last year and watched SO many episodes of that show. I'm almost ashamed to admit I liked it.

I recently read "We Need To Talk About Kevin" and it swore me off of having children forever. You see everything coming and you can't do anything about it except turn the next page. I felt completely ripped to shreds inside when I finally finished it.

Oh man...I had ALL those books and the one story that filled me with sheer terror was the one about Harold the scarecrow (I think it was in the 2nd book). I'm almost 35 and even still just THINKING about that story gives me the screaming horrors.

Because it tastes better than the disgusting overly-chlorinated water that comes from the tap?

THIS. My husband's family drinks nothing but skim milk and it makes me gag...what's the fucking point?! You might as well just be drinking water. I flat-out refuse to drink milk that's lower than 2%...hell, I practically lived on whole milk, butter, and cheese for an entire year and still managed to lose 100 pounds.