I was in the marching band at a college with a high-ranked NCAA football team. I think the game was on ESPN but they probably didn’t show the halftime show. The grass was wet and I was on the 50-yard line about 5 yards from the sideline and I had to switch from marching forward to backward very quickly and I slipped…
It’s my life savings, but Jez is worth it! Jez is life!
If we could all just buy it ourselves that would be amazing. Idk what some new owner would want to do with this place but it kind of scares me (and what if it’s that creepy billionaire guy who went after Gawker in the first place, and he just turned it into a Trump-fellating fansite or something EWWWWW).
Ungraying the poor people stuck in the grays who are not meany-pants, and occasionally post a silly comment.....asking for a friend....
Jeebus, can’t you just enjoy the fact that these people didn’t find it awkward and the daughter was happy and the dude was happy?
I like this attitude. I’m all in.
The thing about Team Sex is that you always know someone will come in first, we just never know if everyone will finish.
the way the background moves along with his hips is freakin me out man
Pick up a part time job and pay them to let you fill it with vagina blood.
I don’t know if I’ve saved enough for the afterlife!
It’s the ten days of funerary games following my burial that are proving the most financially draining. Apparently all the glitter and feathers needed to turn four chariots worth of horses into “pretty pretty princess Pegasus unicorns” is not easy on the Hello Kitty pink glitter coin purse. Glitter may cost extra, but…
I don’t even want to tell you how much it cost me to pre pay for my hot pink viking funeral....
I used to be afraid of falling and then once I fell in front of 60,000 people and no one cared and so now I don’t care either.
One hopes and prays to the old gods and new that they just assume everyone using the same passwords is a “family unit” and not a bunch of friends and family strewn all over the country who like sharing *furtively looks around*.
must include Sassy Dame in every description
Eh. I used to be afraid of falling in front of people. I have done it so many times now that it doesn't phase me in the slightest. I will show off scars and bruises like an 8 year old on a playground, though.