Henri was Grumpy Cat before it was cool.

God I love these Henri videos.

This seems appropriate:

The fact that these russia loving, humanity hating, classless, cultureless, chinless, dickless, spineless, Garland Merrick blocking, scheming, semi-sentient, greedy blobs of shit with horrible HORRIBLE fitting skin suits have the gall to call anyone else in the entirety of Democracy obstructionist fills me with so…

this is why the scotch is always behind glass. for the women.

“Scotch as a category is seen as particularly intimidating by women.”

except what happens when i get so drunk off of jane walker that i end up using my boyfriend’s razor?!?!?!!?!?!?!??!

Is there some sort of hot pink cigar I can smoke with this ladyscotch? Preferably one that won’t make my hands/face/hair smell like ass for three days, but really it’s the hot pink that is important to me as a female consumer.

And you can write and tell your friends about it with your BIC ‘for her’ pen.

Cheese-fingered empowerment!

this will go down smoothly with my lady doritos.

Okay I think you guys are all a little crazy, because I have to wear shorts to the gym or else I want to die while I’m running on the treadmill. Do all you pant-wearers not sweat?? Because I can’t look cute working out. I need to leave the gym and rush to my car hoping I won’t run into someone I know, now THAT means I…

Her name is Flora Zhang, it looks like.

Hahahaha. This reminds me of when I was a teenager and my dad and I participated in a 3-day bike trek for the American Lung Association. One of my fondest memories of it was this older man, probably late 50s, who was biking while puffing on a cigar. And that’s no easy feat as it was 60 miles a day, for three days,…

Seriously. Up until a couple of years ago when an injury permanently sidelined me, I was seriously into triathlons. I had a group that I trained with and we met at the crack of dawn in the summers to train before the heat got too bad. I rolled out of bed and threw on whatever. They saw me face still smooshed from…

This is exhausting. People should wear what they want and what makes them comfortable.

Sweatpants are freaking hot, man, I would never work out in them unless I wanted to turn my netherbits into some sort of boggy Cajun-y nightmare full of ghosts and nutria.

I don’t think we have these issues in the running community. I just wear whatever the fuck I want and if it shows my fat dimpled ass, tough shit.

If the very toned gentleman with the amazing calves at my gym can wear shorts so short I am just waiting for a nut to come flying out... then I can wear my spandex and no makeup and no one should say anything