What? Saying sorry is the definition of accepting blame (presuming it’s not followed by ‘...that you were offended’ or some such). It doesn’t automatically excuse you or mean that you deserve forgiveness, but to say that apologising is blame-shifting is just ridiculous.

As an adult Little John is definitely my type but as a kid I was all about RH.

I feel like all the kickass SJW women I know as an adult had two things in common as kids: 1, they crushed hard on Robin Hood, and 2, they were into magic and witchiness to some extent.

Oh my god, Rufiooooooooooooooooo

Archer, nnf.

I remember the first time I came across a Jezebel discussion about Robin Hood the fox and his dateability and freaked out thinking ‘IT’S NOT JUST ME IT’S NOT JUST ME’

Oh my god barf

I read that we kiss in order to literally ‘taste’ compatibility with other people in terms of antibodies and stuff so that would make sense.

I believe he gave his gallery to the council or it became publicly owned or something similar, it just still bears his name.

Or-use the coatroom for £2, get a free mystery shot!

I don’t know the difference between Southern accents at all but my friend is from Texas and his is hot as. Also, I was under the impression that Americans hated the cockney accent and preferred the Queens English quite posh one? (Mine is a mix between the two, depending on the situation usually)

If they’re outside it’s probably because they’re on their way home and have a walk ahead of them. Heels don’t hurt when you’re that drunk but you are much more likely to go arse over tit.

The only failure there is the failure to provide street toilets for women, thus resulting in much peeing in hedges

Covent Garden is well posh! Have you been to Watford?

We have it, we are just unwilling to pay for it when you can get a shot of mystery alcohol for the same price.

Omg, Bacardigan is my new favourite thing

Once you drink that amount, you don’t feel the cold (or the pain of your high heels). That’s pretty standard going-out-in-winter clothing.

I’m a Brit and Texan accents do it for me! (I have a London accent though, soz.)

I’m laughing so hard, you are ADORBS

I did a similar thing-I desperately wanted to believe the tooth fairy (and thus fairies in general) were real, so when my next tooth fell out I put it under my pillow without telling my parents. A week went by, and no pound coin. Then I told them and it went the next night. I was soooooooooooooooooo sad. :-(