And he cleaned his room...ain't aging grand?
And he cleaned his room...ain't aging grand?
More of this please.
I have fundamentally never understood why anyone else gives a shit about what I wear and how I do my hair. If it's that important to you, YOU dress up, but leave me the hell alone.
Have you ever personally done that magic online shopping? Without seeing/feeling/trying on the clothing in person, you wind up with a lot of polyester, badly cut, poorly rendered clothing that you have the pleasure of paying shipping for, both ways as you will inevitably return 90% of it. Since there's no sizing…
Wow, this freak show is afraid of fat people ruining his brand. Clearly, with all that money, he's never ever bought a mirror. Fascinating.
Um, or most of your friends are gay, in which case, no invites to weddings because no legal status awarded.
A friend had an excellent suggestion...follow this idiot to his dorm and beat the everloving shit out of him, because if showing up to a Sexual Assault Awareness Event with that sign isn't "asking" for a total and complete beat down, I don't know what is. Methinks, despite his sentiments in the photo, he won't feel…
Oh for the love of god, I hate Dr. Phil, but keerist, this girl is dumb as a post and appears to have developed zero accountability over the years. Lord.
This bitch is totes Heather Chandler. She's bringing it back.
What a gorgeous kitty!
SO happy for this ending and Ms. Roman's actions; so appalled at my fellow human beings for continuing to treat animals horribly. And this little one can come live with me...and my little white dog army.
I will live on your island with my two little f*cked up rescue dogs who, despite their issues, are the best dogs EVAR. For real. They are so amazing, I feel bad for other dog owners who don't own them.
I think the bouncers only let you in if you're pretty, white, in your twenties and are wearing something truly god-awful. That seems to cover just about every picture I've ever seen out of this festival.
Lordy, f*ck this princess shit and your friend. Your friend is an a$$hole and the only thing I'd do is show up for the wedding in a bikini and with a gift of Alli (nothing says commitment to thin and "bikini ready" like a little anal leakage) for the bride. But then again, I'm not a big fan of the high road.
Because marriage is the hallmark of maturity and the ability to compromise? Try again.
Hmm, unmarried here and SO thankful I dodged the matrimonial bullets of my youth. I agree, at 36, I'm much less willing to compromise and I'm much more intent on what *I* want. I'm also pretty down with the possibility of these things being more important to me than a partner that I have to "put up" with or…
Yes, this. It is heartbreaking and it almost makes you want to put the weight back on (on some level) because it's a pretty effective screening method against assholes.
The worst part of losing weight is to see how differently people treat you. It's not even the explicit stuff, like the fat jokes directed at other people (almost exclusively women), but the friendliness, the opening of doors, the holding of the elevator, small talk where previously there was none. Nothing has made…
You know that the reason why these abuses aren't more widespread is because of lawsuits? You know what's bullshit? Having to sue them to get them to follow THE LAW.
There's this thing called the law, you don't get to opt out. I hope she sues their asses off.