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Mrs. Gideon Regrets
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What sorcery is this?! Seriously, my mouth watered just reading your post.

Oh dear. I remember you spreading the word about his disappearance. I'm so sorry it ended so tragically; this is an extremely valuable message you're putting out there. My thoughts are with you and his family.

Boo hiss boo. Do you have another practicum lined up, just not the one you wanted? I hope you end up with a placement that kicks ass; on to the next one indeed!

Is Bill's favorite show The Weakest Link?

Sinister—le mot juste. He looks creepy as fuck, and she looks terrified. There is absolutely nothing fun, flirty, coy, or cute about this ad.

Are those rose "stem cells" or "rose stem" cells? And isn't 360 degrees...right back where you started? Lancome, you're wacky.

Mwah!

Not dumb at all. Truth be told, I kinda freaked myself out listening to it because WHAT IS THAT THING?

I'm happy for you weird booms, and I'ma let you finish, but The Bloop is the best unexplained noise of all time!

I see what you did there.

The sarcasm is strong with this one. Nicely done.

Keep on keeping on, SuperStella.

Perfection!

I think you should check with Dr. Proud, just to be sure. I'm sure her medical credentials are beyond reproach.

Ah, sweet mystery: I had a similar experience in Paris, but with hot chocolate.

That's a big ol' [citation needed] good buddy.

If I may: her Twitter feed is also a steady stream of what-the-fuckery:

Hey, me too! I'd also like to see this fiasco as a Monty Python sketch, with an insurance adjustor ringing a bell and shouting "bring out your whores."

Blergh. She's got Santorum all over her mouth.