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She’s not even bleeding that much. And the brain is likely fine as well... but that level of hit across that particular area is a definite immediate hospital trip for an MRI to make sure that none of the major blood vessels are damaged. It’s the kind of thing where you could have a slow bleed, or worse, a small

I guess I shouldn’t be surprised but come on Jezebel... This may not be a thing in the US but it’s fucking EVERYWHERE in Europe and Australia/NZ. Perhaps if one consumed some culture that isn’t exclusively made in the US, you may start to get the references in European reality shows...

I tell my dog that she’s the prettiest lady in all the land every single day. But only because it’s true!

Heh, the first question you often get in the US is “Do you have a ticket to leave?”. Border guards are not great ambassadors.

I feel like the only person in America who has long hair and washes it every day. I use an anti residue shampoo because everything else weighs my hair down.

Oh, we all know who slips up and calls her princess.

My cats are always watching me.

Constantly. I am not jealous, I don’t own him and he doesn’t own me. More than that, I trust him and our relationship, or I wouldn’t be with him.

That’s one thing dating long distance teaches you; your partner will definitely be hanging out with people of the same gender when you’re not there, and so will you, and that’s just the way it is.

Sometimes I let him out in courtyard of my building, but not after dark. After dark he gets brave and I’m afraid someone’s going to take him home or he’s going to get hit by a car.

New Year’s Day wasn’t so bad where I worked. Maybe because we didn’t open until noon and didn’t have sales going on? I know I’ve heard bad things from department store employees about NYD.

WHAT ABOUT TERRY CREWS?

I just heard an insanely nice story. An old man named peg-leg bob (you heard me and yes he had a real peg-leg) passed away a few years back hometown. He was a lonely old coot with no family and ate at the same steak place 4 times a week, eating the same thing every time. I had to go to that restaurant yesterday for a

Nancy Drew is on the case!

This is not “a wild woman named Julie Waters.” This is Julie FUCKING WaLters, aka Molly Weasley, aka Ron Weasley’s mom, winner of BAFTAs and an OBE and ranked first in the 2001 Orange Film Survey of Greatest British Films actresses.

Pictured: Dov Charney. ETA: I threw back my head and laughed at this line when I watched it this year. I never noticed it before.