The term “Christian Vacation Spots” makes me nope the fuck out.
I think I’m going to bookmark this one. No use to me yet, but I ain’t givin’ up.
Can I just say... it’s like 2 weeks later, and I’m still shocked that it’s InTouch carrying the journalistic water here. But good for them, for real. I know it’s kind of backhanded to say it that way, but I don’t know how to give them a compliment for the truly great work they’re doing here without it sounding…
I fucking hate space before an ellipsis.
That video gave me a Contempo Casuals vibe.
Add cream of mushroom to weed and alcohol and you have an excellent casserole.
Here’s the thing. Most people mean well. They really do. They just don’t know what the fuck to say or what the fuck to do. So we make casseroles.
Counterpoint: Drink whatever wine you like, don’t listen to people on the Internet.
You guys seem fucking awesome. BOOSTIYAY.
Too bad Denny's is total and complete sewage garbage because this tweet makes me happy.
This. It is a reflection of my own raging pissant-ery.
I bought the book but I can’t find it.
Poking your gums? Fire? That stuff is on my list of hard limits.
My BF would agree this is also my superpower. I could sleep for days.
Aren’t escort cards the things you get handed by guys on the sidewalk in Vegas?
One of my favorite things about the Knot is that they refer to bridesmaids as BMs. I googled “who pays for a destination bachelorette” (seriously, do I have to pay for the bride’s vacation here?) and a bunch of people kept talking about how their “BMs paid for their bachelorette party.” I was like, man, some party, if…
Pack it up and go home, y’all, this is the whitest idea that has ever existed.