Okay, I’m Sparktakus, too...

She sounds like so much phun.

Maybe do leg day, instead. Those are some scrawny stems.

SHOOOOOOES.

Well, Carlsbad ankle parvenu? Whistle whistle checkout candle race go trope. Fervent buckle wash leeway trestle binge marker. Clip (nestle rank) pivot.

You know: Hispanic.

“... was not meant for it to be taken that way.”

Answer:

So... seriously?

Is this a recent allergy?

“I feministed today at lunch, with my bestie. I had the feminism, with a side of feminism. The feminism was a little feminist, so I didn’t finish it. After lunch, we were going to feminist, but we were so bloated! So we just feministed a while, then went home and feministed.

Plus, based on her word order, “high” = “romantic, feminine, free-spirited” [whatever the fuck that means] while “low” = “tough.”

“...how she talked to Brooks at Heather’s name change party.”

Ehh. After they had Olivia prison-raped for our “entertainment,” I was out.

Someone just needs to create the Single Payer sitcom equivalent of Will and Grace.

Maria McKee. She fronted the band Lone Justice, in the eighties. They had one hit, Shelter. Her solo album, You Gotta Sin to Get Saved, is all-around lovely.

me @all of the Obamas: