poorunfortunatesoul
PoorUnfortunateSoul
poorunfortunatesoul

Thanks for the signal boost. Hope we’re reunited soon. :/

This poster becomes a lot less cute after you find out it was created by a 38-year-old Rand Paul supporter.

I think you should blur the phone number ASAP. This child does not need strangers from the internet calling her.

So wait, the reward is a snack? Is that what I’m reading? Can I bring a nondescript hamster to Helen’s house and get some Oreos?

Adam Sandler is to Mel Brooks what a beer fart is to Beethoven’s 5th.

I’d say a better way to protest would be to start up the movie, immediately pause it after one second in, and rate it at one star. At least the message will be clearer to Netflix, maybe?

Better give me all the 20 dollar bills in your wallet to lighten the moral burden on your pocketbook.

Just stop. Stop the movie. Stop it.

The movie has ‘ridiculous’ in the title for a reason — because it’s ridiculous.

So is this where we confess our shameful retail adventures? Because last night I blew a hundred bucks at Steinmart on this.

I still can’t see drop-crotch pants as anything other than, basically, poopypants.

Depends on body type. You don’t need to be slender for them to look good, but you do need to have a defined waist, and to be built in such a way that you don’t have much of a belly, proportionately. They’re great on women with “apple bottoms.”

For my wedding, my mother in law bought us “redneck wineglasses”. After opening them at my parents house upon returning from the Honeymoon, I looked at my husband and laughed saying, “And here I thought your parents didn’t know how to joke.” My husband looked at me sadly and then explained that it was not a joke. His

The Mrs. and I didn’t do a wedding registry because we already had ALL THE STUFF. We mostly got cash and Home Depot gift cards and a few cheesy photo frames with “inspirational” quotes, figurines and one extremely weird crucifix (neither my wife nor I are religious, let alone religious enough that we would ever

I got threadbare non-matching bath towels with mysterious brown stains. What do I win?

Light it?

I think that’s what everyone DOES but it’s fun to laugh and vent about on the internet sometimes.

I gave a .22 pistol (no ammo) as a wedding gift. The bride was marrying into a gun owning family, she’d expressed an interest in learning to shoot, and this way she’d be well able to return fire if the honeymoon went bad (j/k).

I gave my first GF to get marriage a lamp (25 yrs ago). One of the one's you touch the base and it lights up. I thought it was the coolest thing ever. Guess where that lamp is now? Her son has it in his college dorm. Still fucking works.