Wait I’m sorry $100 USD is dirt cheap to you and we’re spoiled by price?

BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA A+ would read again

Knowing how seriously Colombia and Venezuela take these things, it’s like taking away someone’s gold medal at the Olympics, or someone’s Oscar.

this makes me so uncomfortable to hear about, i cannot even watch the video. i’m cringing so much.

My bf and I could not get over that botched apology. He really can’t wrap his mind around the word “Philippines”. It just keeps giving him trouble.

Act like a lady, completely fuck up like a man.

I love how she says “lose the uniform” when her collection is all giant, shapeless tops... which is pretty much the updated fat girl uniform.

Look on the bright side! If you’re tanning your skin that often, you may not have to worry about getting leathery or old.

Swampwater to me is a mix of lemonade and tea. A mix of soda is a suicide (b/c you don’t know if sodas mixed in a way could have turned it to poison).

Yeah, he did that kind of thing a lot. I got wise to him pretty quick, but I think I believed the eggs benedict one for so long because I actually DID like them. It made me super suspicious of any new recipe he made though.

That was rather brilliant on his part!

OMG.

I’m super late on this, but when I was 4 or 5, I was presented with eggs benedict at a fancy breakfast. I did not want to eat them because they weren’t scrambled. So my dad told me that I used to eat them all the time “when you were younger”, and that I loooooved them. I gobbled them right up.

Same.

I’m 48 and I just found out that wasn’t true because you said so now.

There’s a restaurant in my town that will serve you swampwater if you ask for it. Swampwater is basically all the sodas mixed together. It was always the first thing I asked for at this restaurant. And when I was wee, my dad had me convinced that if I drank my swampwater fast enough, I might be able to catch a glimpse…

My mother told me that if I ate the crust on my toast, my hair would grow curly. It made absolute sense to me, as adults were also telling me that dairy was good for my bones, and carrots were good for my teeth. So crust must be good for your hair!

....I informed him that it absolutely is not.

So this is more like a lie I made my sister believe, because I was the evil manipulative yarn-spinning older sister and she was my gullible cooperative sidekick, but:

I learned from a young age to never trust The Man, but my sister must have been too busy breaking our stepmother’s unicorn figurines and blaming it on me to pay attention to that particular life lesson.