“discount Eric Bana” - hahahahahaahaha!! Thank you for making me laugh on an otherwise crappy morning!

I just watched it yesterday! So good.

It’s a daily struggle, my friend. I’m 5'1.5" and most of that is BOOB, so the sweatiness is beyond epic - it’s just gross, I tell you. Do NOT get me started on what used to happen in the summers before I developed my little sock system .... I’ll just say the word “yeast” and leave it at that.

That’s.... actually kind of brilliant. Of course, no matter what the season, my boobies generate a really annoying amount of underboob sweat. I’ve created my own thing: I take mens tube socks, cut off the the top elasticized part, and use the all-cotton part as a sort of reusable pad. I bring several in my purse…

Why “no”? I mean I would agree that rape scenes are over-used, lazy, often misogynistic tropes, but if there are going to be scenes like this, having someone who can minimize the trauma for everyone working on that scene, that’s a good thing.

Okay I’ve never heard of ‘goatse’, ‘tubgirl’, or whatever the hell ‘lemonparty’ is. I feel.... old and out of touch.

OMFG YOU ARE ME

Too late for me, I already got tickets for a matinee tomorrow. My BFF just quit a horrible job and has a few days off until her next job, and asked me to, and I quote, “Go get tickets to the stupidest movie you can find for Friday so we can eat popcorn and make fun of idiots on the screen”. So..... score! — I guess?

Apparently it’s a Pennsylvania thing? I’ve known a few people outside my family who grew up in Pennsylvania and they recognized the ‘dishes’ from my childhood. I gave them my condolences.

Nah, I’m not loving the dress itself. But that color is fantastic on her.

Oh holy hell there is nothing worse in the world of canned veggies than canned freakin’ asparagus. Sooooo nasty. I’ll never forget the first time I ate fresh asparagus, parboiled and drizzled with lemon-butter, at the restaurant owned by the parents of a very wealthy classmate when I was in the 8th grade. . It was…

Sadly I must tell you - yes. Yes we had this all the time. This and another horrible concoction: canned clams with spaghetti. As in, heat up the can of clams in a pan, then toss with overcooked spaghetti. If you’re lucky there’s a a plastic container of Kraft “Parmesan” cheese served with the dish. Usually…

Well yeah, see, but your mom’s recipe is an actual RECIPE and it sounds.... appetizing? Certainly in comparison to the horror that was served us at least once a week. Like, dude, she didn’t even use any seasoning. Nothing.

Ye Gods, Thanksgiving! My mother used to do Thanksgiving - extremely overcooked turkey, gravy from a powdered packet, plastic bag of rolls, Stove Top Stuffing - you get the picture. I’d gladly eat at your house! But fear not, the total lack of culinary anything that my younger brother and I endured actually caused…

Oh wow, my mom had this book too. Mostly she got it because she thought it was funny (and accurate about the drudgery of cooking). Sad thing is that my mom is.... not a good cook at all. One ‘meal’ that sticks out from my childhood is some kind of monstrosity called “Creamed Tuna on Toast”. Literally a can of tuna…

never edit that, it’s pure gold!

“Poodles of disposable income” = my favorite autocorrect ever

My youngest was soooo excited for a sequel ... 2 years ago. Thankfully they’ve grown up some since then and no longer thinks that movie was the be-all and end-all of film making.

Yes, cities tend to be much worse than anywhere else. I grew up in New York, and in my teens and especially my 20's I was catcalled a LOT, followed home multiple times by random men, chased in the subway once, hit on by many drunk guys (many of whom would call me ugly, cunt, bitch, lesbo etc when I turned them down).…

true that