Squeekinks!!
Squeekinks!!
Without a doubt, that's spectacular.
Preach it!
Your grandma sounds totally boss.
Yeah, but Ri-Ri's just a bit damaged for a healthy relationship. If we're going for looks, hell yes. If long term sticking power, nope.
I may have snorted tea out my nose at "anthropomorphic soul patch." Thank you very much.
But also green bean casserole, which is just indefensible. *ptui*
All I can hear in my head is Scott Pilgrim, "I have to pee. Pee time."
The z-pack is like shitting acid. I shit you not. Yogurt helps, but only if eaten PRECISELY before AND after taking the pill. Antibiotics are fucking hell.
Dude, when you gotta go, you gotta go. What's a doctor going to do, wave his medical degree and stretch my bladder?
They're there for your comfort and safety, not your viewing pleasure.
I've an abnormally small bladder, and a tendency to pick the cheapest flight which usually means lots of close connections. Rather than line up for the bathroom, perhaps you'd rather I pee on you? Not an idle question, I'm genuinely curious why people's biological functions, which they're trying to take care of in…
A Scandal In Bohemia.
WAT. *headsmack*
EEeeeewwwwww.
You missed a white t-shirt!
That question is a vital one, and in the case of Cumberbatch, much on my mind...
Well, damnit, that's one fantasy ruined...
*shiver*
ME TOO. DAMN IT. *little girl sobs* I so wanted that as a child. Okay, as an adult, too.