nightelfmohawk
nightelfmohawk
nightelfmohawk

Good thing I learned to understand football back when I was a preteen girl - if I'd waited until womanhood, then it probably would have been impossible! Lady-brains no understand ball-throwing man-running actions on bright shiny screen...

What is this? A picture for ants?? (Probably Kinja's fault...)

Well, good thing I don't live in the North East and I go to Sally Beauty Supply anyways. ;D

My boyfriend is still begrudgingly an Astros fan, but the day they announced they were switching to the AL was a dark day in our household. He still hangs on due to a sense of loyalty that was embedded in him as a young sports fan, but he has contemplated following other NL teams (that are not the Cardinals) since. If

Sorry Bey, sorry Katie, but Billie Jean's still got everyone beat. Because Fair is Fair.

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It's the idiot prince character he played on "Blackadder The Third" (which I desperately need to rewatch).

E'rywhere. For real.

"Having a kid makes you a thousand times more sensitive to all the sex and violence on television. It's HORRIBLE."

I'm just impressed that she was able to keep her flip-flops on while both wasted and in the water. That dude at Coachella could learn a thing or two from her.

"What do you do every week gals, do you fill up the gas tank or do you have an abortion?"

Oh Nikky, I see that my mom wasn't the only one to think that an awful spiral perm while growing new adult teeth was the best idea ever. Sure, the Wal-Mart portrait studio didn't happen, but school pictures that I do not have online right now did occur. What I'm saying is, you're not alone, and maybe we should start

"That includes:

"Shhh, shhhhh, hush now little baby, they didn't mean your kind of football..."

32 years of hearing that nonsense, and still 32 years ringworm free.

Majestic as fuck.

Meanwhile, in Scotland....

I'm scrolling down & all of a sudden, "OH! Hey, how you doin', Common?"

I did not hear the truck horn playing "Dixie" as it went airborne. I am disappoint.

Biggest frustration for me: I could not care less for Lululemon, but I love alternate active-wear company REI. LOVE. And outdoors activities, and all the goodness surrounding what they sell. Problem is, they honestly don't carry anything above a very trim ladies XL in their stores around here. Sure, I can definitely

No kidding. I know people who run dive shops, dive trips and even have to do diving as part of their degree work (what's up Nautical Archaeology folks?), and every last one of them pees in their wetsuits. No shame, no false pretenses, complete and total ownership of the reality of being way down underwater in a