mrsfinch
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mrsfinch

It’s got a Ralph Lauren signet on the breast, Dudebra. It’s immediately classy, despite being a t-shirt.

Can you imagine trying to catch the bouquet with those tiny arms? No wonder they died out

Disagree. People will actually mean it when they say, “Yes, I’d love to see your wedding photos.”

This is not getting enough stars.

Oh, Manti Te’o! Not again!

Mine was both an athletic and a moral failing.

When I was like 7 or 8 I played t-ball and my dad was my coach. We had a rule in that league where you had to bat around every inning. Everyone gets a chance to go. Of course that means the last person to bat doesn’t get to score any runs. For some reason that really bothered me when it was my turn to go last during a

When I was 12 I was the regular SS on my little league team. We were winning the league by plenty, and the coach wanted to get a kid some time at short for next season, so he stuck me in center field. First pitch of the game, so early my mom hadn’t gotten to the field yet, comes into right-center. I get over, camp

The first time I ever got drunk was with some guys on my junior high hockey team the night before a game. Being the sophisticates we were we got just destroyed on Gin + Orange Juice and shots of Ouzo. Why we thought this would be a good idea the night before a 7 AM game would be anyone’s guess but I figured I would be

When I was 4, I peed my pants during a T-Ball game because I was sure my cup would hold it in. Wouldn’t have been such a big deal had it not been before the game had even started and I wasn’t standing next to the park bathrooms. The cup had holes in it too... Things haven’t gotten much better since then

You’re absolutely right and that’s why I’m so damn curious. And I shouldn’t be! This is an inadvertent Trumpian distraction! Probably utterly meaningless palace intrigue bullshit. This isn’t what I should be spending my energy on! But God Dammit I wanna know!

“Hey, man, you don’t talk to the King. You listen to him. The man’s enlarged my mind. He’s a poet warrior in the classic sense. I mean sometimes he’ll... uh... well, you’ll say “hello” to him, right? And he’ll just walk right by you. He won’t even notice you. And suddenly he’ll grab you, and he’ll throw you in a

Every time Gene is mentioned, I have to bust this out:

Tthey’re particularly harsh on Meghan because Murdoch iwns most of the papers there and any look at one of them (or Fox News here, which he helped bring to prominence) demonstrates the extent to which he’s an incredible racist. 

Randy Andy is a chip off the ole block - just like Philip. Good-looking, not a lot of ‘official’ business to conduct or worry about, free to indulge his party hearty side. Surrounded himself with lots of sycophantic drinking buddies. A BIG eye for the ladies. Throw in a dash of his Aunt Margaret, who pleased herself

The monarchy has been around for a few hundred years. We can’t even get rid of a sentient moldy cheetoh posing as president. 

Charles and Andrew must have a very strange fraternal dynamic. They wake up every day:

...it involved students posting the alleged offense on social media.