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Topamax by any chance? It’s nicknamed “Dope-amax.” It can be a nightmare for some people.

That Reese Witherspoon tweet might just be the least surprising thing I’ve ever seen.

I’ve been looking forward to my later years for a while now. I’m only in my 30s now, but one day I’m going to be one of those rockin and weird old women. I’m going to wear orthopedic shoes and a cape and give zero fucks.

Is there a late 30s growth spurt by any chance? I’m asking for a friend.

For pre-wax pain relief, it’s hard to beat getting a little (or more than a little) tipsy beforehand. I once even had the woman who was giving me a wax comment on how tough I was before I revealed to her that, no, I was just kind of drunk.

“Do you know what braised means? Do you even know what chia seeds are? You think you know what lemon zest is, but you’re probably wrong.”

Jesus, I can’t even imagine. The trailer for that fucked me royally.

Some of his best friends are healthy women.

“Seth Rogen hair”? It’s not like no one knows what his hair looks like.

I teach people primarily in their 20s, and I can attest that both uptalk and vocal fry are just as prominent, if not more so, among the men as the women. But no one seems to notice it among men. And only my female students are constantly advised to watch out for it in professional settings.

Friend: Hey, how’s the acting stuff going?

Film it in slow motion, include a woman getting raped, and you might actually have a Zack Snyder film.

In what world is Pizza Hut pizza considered “FINE”?

Zarina approves.

I wouldn’t know if this is realistic or not, as in my 36 years of being alive, I’ve never sat down to a meal of eggs, toast, and orange juice (waiting for me in a sunny kitchen and prepared by a fully dressed mother) on a weekday morning. And neither have my kids.

No, it’s weird. I’ve noticed it, too. I’m American and it’s not an American thing. It’s just a strange movie thing, and it drives me insane.

I... am fine with this. This actually seems like the perfect use of their time.

Fess up. There is no cat and these are all about you.

No. NO. You get a bachelor PARTY. Maybe an overnight one, fine. But NOT four fucking days.
NO.