@NefariousNewt: Ding Ding Ding! Which is also the reason the SpaceToddler has a play kitchen.
@NefariousNewt: Ding Ding Ding! Which is also the reason the SpaceToddler has a play kitchen.
At age 3, my little sister wanted to be a skunk when she grew up. So.
Radura (terrible), also known by it's more common name, CRAZY EYES.
Thank the non-denominational higher powers! Yesterday was so bad for me at work I just gave up and went to the dentist instead.
nooooooooo!
@MotherChucker: Sadly, no but I am married to a Canadian so is that close enough?
These Death books always made me live in fear of nosebleeds. That was always the first indication that the blond was about to bite it.
Did the Dugout's Papelbon send in that last one?
@Scout: Oh, no arguments here on that.
@..now it's just Aesop's Foibles.: I'm Doctor Rockso, the rock n' roll clown! I do cocaaaaaaine!
@SharonTaint: I have what you could call a mommy blog but for a very good reason. All of our relatives live over 800 miles away and it's a good way to keep them updated on what's going on with the grand baby. I seriously doubt that any more than 3 people who don't know me in meat life actually read it.
To be fair, that blender thing is not solely relegated to the doofy menz. Except when I did it, it was hot soup.
@literatebrit: Since when did propagating the human race = no purpose.
@NefariousNewt: Does this mean we can start leaving the childless elderly on the side of mountains or set adrift on ice floes again?
@JessicaLovejoy: Laughing, riding, cornholing!: Also don't sing songs about evil lake trolls because they will rise up and kill everyone.
@AJ: I still have the voice of that chubby old lady from the Six Dancing Princesses stuck in my head some 20 years after the fact.
Take your big curls and squeeze them down Ratumba -
@pantsless economist...access RESTORED: Yay, Norfolk! I'm not from there but my BFF is and my sister currently resides in the vicinity.
Let me get this straight: The new vintage is antique? Thanks, NYT.
Oh for fuck's sake, Jezebel. How can you expect me to break through this glass ceiling when you do things to make me start bawling at work?