That’s very sweet, and doesn’t surprise me a bit that it happened in Ireland. 

I just had to say how much I love this story. The idea of loved ones waiting to help us cross is beautiful. 

I thiiiink I told this story like ten years ago here, but it may have been somewhere else. Anyway, here it is again!!

Welcome to: When Reposting Twitter Drama Goes Wrong - AV Club Edition.

I’m going to go out on a limb and say that someone who was crowned “most fuckable of her barely legal peers” by a bunch of old men was probably not thinking hard about any of the implications involved. 

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I fucking love Costco. This post is inspiring me to start a Costco themed OnlyFans. Just me in a pair of sensible cotton bikini bottoms, two packages of Tainan Style Ramen covering my breasts, and my Hunter rain boots I purchased for $30 less than retail, and nothing else. It’s going to be huge. 

Also, the Cranberries.

What will I tell my grandkids, Jason?

I would have found this hilarious ten years ago, but now I’m just tired. 

He’s been wearing diapers for at least 15 years. Apparently massive doses of Adderall, mixed with pure evil, make one incontinent.

When they say “bunker mentality” there’s no other option 

I just imagine him like sad Hitler from Downfall 

Great. The government will spend an extra $50 million on Secret Service so Jill can make $100K a year contribute to society by doing a job she doesn’t need (at least not for monetary reasons,) and continue to live her life despite her husband’s decision to go back into public service.

Maybe save the complaints for when she makes the Secret Service buy merch at the bookstore. You know, like Trump charging them for literal drinking water at the clubhouse.

Not even remotely a close comparison.

We Canadians are also watching with intense anxiety.

that’s insulting to Marie Antoinette. 

She is really Marie Antoinetting the hell out of her birthday isn’t she?

Aw, I love this story! I KNOW your little man was protecting you. 

Aww! That’s a lovely story! I have a dog story too. When I was a kid, we had a spaniel. He was called sparky, and he was very protective of me, I guess because I am disabled and and only child. It was just him and me for most of my childhood. He died when I was 20, he had cancer so had to be pts. I was heartbroken...…