meeshull
meeshull
meeshull

how can this man not tell that i love the baby

Unfortunately, I've determined I'm a big baby lightweight, so edibles are no longer in the cards for me. Besides one time getting super high and wandering away from my friends and getting lost in the desert in Joshua Tree for FOUR HOURS before people finally found me, the worst edible experience (Jtree was amazing,

MORE LIKE POUNDTON ABBEY

Skip the app. Just run your tongue around the toilet bowl.

I think we all know who wrote this note.

The wet seal on my eyeballs broke is all!

Everyone is o npoint about the hypocrisy of her statement, but can I just say something? I don't feel like this is complaining about it. I think she's sharing that it's something she suddenly realized, that wow, now I'm a woman who isn't young and so now I'm the target of these jokes. That's not complaining; that's

I drove home shortly after, wondering if she had slipped something into my pie.

I am posting here to request that every article henceforth be headed with a dinosaur silhouette picture relevant to the content.

I effing love these sexy dinosaur illustrations, I must say.

"Laughter certainly doesn't mean consent." YES THIS!!

Yeah, I often laugh when uncomfortable. Laughter is used pretty often as a way to diffuse a crappy situation and signify submission in certain social contexts. I don't think that laughter always means something is funny and laughter certainly doesn't mean consent.

Isn't kissing or grabbing a stranger considered assault?

Chobani is fake Greek yogurt anyway. Fage FTW.

This outfit would make an awesome tennis shoe.

Just curious—so we're done with pants now? Should I go ahead and take mine off, then? I don't want to seem like I'm 'not with it' or 'uncool.' Thanks.

I already live with something that can read my facial expressions and body language: my husband. I don't need my cat to be able to do the same thing.