There are some attractive penises. My husband has a lovely one. All symmetrical and smooth.

I don’t think it’s from super ovulation but black women are more likely to have multiples. There was a story about a woman in St Louis with like 4 sets of twins. All natural.

I think a big mane of hair just emits a lushness and wild sensuality. The attractiveness is kind of a holdover from when the only people who would see your hair out and free would be your partner and family. Even when “big” hair was fashionable it was wigs, not actual hair. I am no sort of hair scholar but I’m having…

Screw tops. All day. New Zealand wines are lovely and very often screw tops. It’s only snobbery to look down upon on the screw top. Easy to open, never breaks down into the bottle. Not just for Mad Dog any more.

TJs carries Louis Jadot for about $10, cheaper than the wine store. In Reno at least. I can drink Beaujolais alllllllll damn day. Low tannins, bright taste, also excellent for cooking. It is traditionally corked because French.

Seth Green? Yes he should be in everything.

Mayo is not a milk product so probably not a reasonable substitute.

I had a Gap sweatshirt that lasted from 1991 to mid 2000s. Compare to the last pair of shorts I bought there sometime around 2005. They didn’t last the summer. Their quality went to shit overnight and the prices never got better. Fuck em.

I can verify (as of last night) that Agent Orange pairs VERY well with very stale English muffins, toasted and soaked in butter to hide their age.

All the pictures do is prove MY view. Those eyes, that smile, even the head tilt is Frank all the way. I’m thinking you must have that neurological disorder that fucks with facial recognition.

And you think that picture proves your point? And how seriously you take a facetious remark. I’ve figured it out. You are a legit Sinatra scion and this your down low way of convincing the rest of world that he isn’t one.

Only if you have something invested in ignoring how much like Frank he looks.

Stalking is bad. Regardless of age. No stalking. No excuse for it.

My intro to Grace Jones was in whatever Conan movie she was in. She TERRIFIED me as a small child.

My favorite version of this has little gold Sonic rings exploding out of his head.

Team Shonda! I resisted Grey’s for a long ass time. Then, somewhere around the time season 9 or 10 was airing I started it on Netflix. I’ve now watched it through a half dozen times. And the other three shows as well. She is a master heart string tugger. She won me over 100% with the Christina abortion storyline. And…

Dancing is life. Letting the music dictate the movement, feeling the release. The first time I went dancing with my husband (EDM) he freaked out because I was sweating like my body was aiming for immediate dehydration. He kept asking if I was okay. I was. I just dance hard and with dedication.

Perhaps one of the AVClub transplants could explain to me why something like 40% of the content is about Bojack Horseman? Is this like a thing? Two pages in and most of articles are only about 3 shows (BH, Twin Peaks, and Narcos).

I love it and use it often. For cooking. It gets added to marinades and it is one of two liquids, the other being vegetable stock, that I use to thin stuff out instead of water. My Thanksgiving turkey brine is OJ, apple cider vinegar, kosher salted water.

Noooooo. I just rewatched it. It does not hold up. It is really fucking awful to tell the truth. Yes, it’s weird and quirky and sometimes funny but I feel like all the people who were launched (Portia, Jane, Lucy) were only goodish as they were fighting against some terrible writing. It killed Courtney Thorne-Smith’s…