Did no one like Marty? She was hands down the best dressed and had a bunch of Marines lovers.

I’m pathetic and a hot dog?

Of course I’m bargain-hunting; wages haven’t kept up with inflation, what the hell do you expect me to do?

Not that Daredevil isn’t also worthy of a ton of praise. Binged watched the heck out of it this weekend. So good.

I think you mean Deadpool, but I am so PSYCHED for that movie. I mean, so long as if he does take off his mask, he’s as cut up and ugly as the character in the comics. If they keep his pretty face that will really tick me off.

Wait, I didn't know this was now in question too. This has actually happened to my family, what is out there?

I don't know, but between this horse shit and the fact that my state lets rapists fight for custody (which my governor will be fucking hearing about) I want to desperately follow in your footsteps. Mr. Hag's snipping doesn't seem like enough, sterilize this shit up in me as well.

I went to Savannah GA around Halloween. Cool but not remotely cold, old, pretty, spooky, lax liquor laws, and crab season (though you might not care about that. The pork is good too).

I'm honestly giving it to Full n' Soft because not one of my beloved designer mascaras can be assed to make a waterproof line. Old winter road-sand is being blown about out there right now, and my best friend of 20 years is getting married. I NEED waterproof right now, and Full n' Soft delivers one that lovingly…

I'm honestly giving it to Full n' Soft because not one of my beloved designer mascaras can be assed to make a…

You have to tone everything else way the fuck down. The most neutral eyeshadow, super-clean liner, almost no blush at all. The rest of your face has to look very clean and polished if you want to do a bold lip.

Awww, that's kind of cute.

My dad kept bitching about every room our wedding hotel put him in (4 rooms) until he somehow managed to be three doors down from Mr. Hag and I.

Mr. Hag’s ex did the same thing. She would threaten to jump out the window if he ever left her. It went on for months until one day when he threw open the window and told her to go for it.

Yep. You win.

I read "Hot dog shit" as "hotdog shit", as in, the massively awful poo you take after eating too many rippers covered in loose chili and artificial cheese.

I've not liked a lot of the things I've been seeing coming out of MAC. It's a lot of really harshly painted looks on top of Kardashian skin, and I don't care for it. I thought I was bold and brave, but I'm not there. I think I'm more a NARS/ UD lady, thanks.

If eyeliner is out, I don't want to be in.

I was warned against pulling over for unmarked cop cars and would absolutely consider if the place was somewhere populated and people could help me easily. Because country roads + college student = "People are going to fake being firemen / lost neighbors / cops and rape you".

So because my family members water down their Franzia with a bunch of ice cubes, they're safe, right?

I tell them my dog has terminal cancer. You can't even tell me it will get better, because my dog is actively in the process of dying.