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There are so many types of wonderful yoga to explore! (Now I sound like a travel agent!) Hatha is just going to be your general "move and flow", kundalini involves lots of breathwork and chanting, Iyengar is slower and gets deep into the alignment of the poses, and Ashtanga is a challenging physical series. Lots

I'm a yoga teacher, and it makes me ill that this scumbag guy is going to be the reason someone isn't going to try yoga. I abhor Bikram classes, because I believe that in yoga, you are where you are, it's your journey, etc. etc. You find your edge and you breathe into it. Next time maybe you go a little

My thoughts on that Amber Tamblyn/Two and a Halk Men thing: That drivel is still on?! And I like Amber Tamblyn! But every time I've happened upon this show, it's just been tit jokes and...slut jokes. And weiner jokes. And gay dude jokes. Just unpleasantness in general. I am...confused.

Number 6?! Christ, it's a regular game of boy or girl blackjack up in there, ain't it?! Bless her heart.

I know nothing about babies except that I like to hold em...and then give them back to their parents when I'm done. Whenever I've had to buy a baby-shower present or a kid present, my rule is this: Something green. With frogs on it. Always.

It's true that as a little girl playing house, I always assumed that I would have babies someday, and it's true that society plays into that a lot...
But deciding whether to have kids or not is a really internal, visceral, instinctive reaction to each of our own personal needs. Society can tell me whatever it wants,

If Hugh Grant were ever to be the new Doctor, I would throw a heavy thing into my tv, and Matt Smith and I would go live on a planet.

There's this weird glimmer of wit that shows beneath all the sad n' crazies that endears me to her. Plus the knowledge that her family is a fucking circus. To have been a preteen cash cow for a bunch of maniacs for so long must fry you a little bit.

I'm eating Ruffles potato chips and ranch dip whilst watching Law and Order SVU. Boring for some but blissful to me! I been eating kale and smoothies and shit all week; I went to the grocery store after work today and bought a bunch of junk food. I feel pretty good about it.

More like Slut Diego, amirite?

Of course it's San Diego's fault!
It's San Diego's fault for having such a sweet sweet rack on her. Yeah! High Five!

I live in Texas too, and I've always been under the assumption that it's a fancy kind of potato. Like, from France or something? Like, a fancy French potato.

Few know that when Miranda Lambert was a child she went by the name Harriet...THE SPY!

Dudes, really? My first love was uncut, and I didn't even realize it until the first time I saw him flaccid, which was a while into our dalliance (we were super in love). When they're erect, the foreskin pulls back...right? It's not like you're trying to compose an opera on a skin flute, for Chrissakes.

Forever-love to Phil Hartman. That dude was a genius.

Spike Lee is notoriously rude to people in the service industry, and Mike Tyson is a rapist.
*backs away slowly, maintaining eye contact all the while.

This whole thing makes me want to throw up in my mouth.

Can this be a thing all the time for everything?
Regardless of all the political and social implications that may or may not be nestled within this video's butt cleavage, I just love seeing a sexy man prance around in eyeliner. Good evening!

Edward Teach. That's one pirate that knows a thing or two.

I must tell you, I've never gotten into the James Deen phenomenon, never having seen any of his, ahem, work, but he's pretty fucking charmant in these cooking videos. The part where he tasted the Ralph's ketchup, grimaced, and said, "You're dead to me"?