Lovefool is my go to karaoke jam. I kill it.
Lovefool is my go to karaoke jam. I kill it.
Agreed! I am a larger lady who has lived in places where it snows. With the many layers needed my thick arms can not handle a long sleeve coat with a sweater and long sleeve shirt underneath. Also, that coat can have whatever fucking sleeves it wants with that collar. Fabulous.
Super cute, but what about us larger ladies with a B or C cup?
I was there! Such a good good show. They were on tour all last year (It’s 2016, I can say that!) and I saw them three times.
It’s not a lizard, Anna Faris, it’s a draconequess named Discord!
Ugh, Mulaney. I think he is so funny in stand-up, and adore Too Much Tuna, but that show was AWFUL, and Nasim was awful on it. She couldn’t have saved it, nothing could have saved it, it was not meant to be!
Mothers last name as middle name is great! My husband is Brazilian, and his whole family is really confused as to why our son doesn’t have my last name as a middle name, that’s the tradition there. However, I have a super Irish O’ name, it just doesn’t work with his Brazilian last name. No biggie for me, I’m not too…
One of my best friends named her son HerFirstName HusbandsLastName, it works really well. Of course, it won’t work for every situation, but her last name happens to be the bad guy in Point Break, so he gets a totally awesome name!
I kept my last name, and the kid has his last name. The kid is a mini-me and attached to my leg, so it’s nice for dad to have some claim, like “hey, that’s my son”. No one ever questions, I don’t get mail addressed to “Mrs HusbandsLastName”, no muss no fuss.
I feel like they’re a great adult-to-adult “I don’t really know you or give a fuck about Christmas but I’m socially obligated to get you something” gift, which are my favorite! My dad gives me like $40 worth every Christmas, too, because he refuses to believe that I don’t celebrate Christmas and truly don’t want…
You’re not a party pooper! My 4 year old was talking about Santa, so I asked him “who is Santa?” He told me it was a cartoon. Cool. So I told him, “yup, he’s a cartoon and he doesn’t come to our house.”
10/10 would watch
I’m confused because I thought that Deanna was not bitten. The teeth-looking marks were from the gear she fell on at the solar panels. Maybe I’m wrong? I’ll watch again.
The best thing about this is the Peaches song in the trailer. I will see it just for that, to show the filmmakers that involving Peaches in all your decision making processes will get you money from me.
That is bizarre to me. I have male friends. I will sometimes hang out with these male friends without my husband. Sometimes this is because we have three year old and we’re not getting a sitter so that Daddy can watch Mommy drink a few beers with her friend of nearly 20 years. Sometimes it is because these male…
Somebody tell Rob Delaney that millenials don’t really have minutes in their plans, and also if you did it wouldn’t take minutes to text a picture. C’mon, I’m a (semi) old and I know that!
JetBlue for life, yo.
My number has a lot of repeating digits in it, so I constantly get calls from a woman who is very confused that I don’t speak spanish and my name is not Jorge. I have had this number for almost four years.
My mom has been classically trained for many many years and whenever we have to sing happy birthday somewhere public we all die a little as she *HAS* to do the descant above the song and is so loud that people walking on the other side of the street outside the restaurant can clearly hear her.
Got my copy today! Rock the shocker.