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That was very Placebo-ish of you.

We got a #NOTALLMEN situation happening here. Sorry, snowflake, I should have made sure your feelings were addressed before speaking (that was sarcasm)

Fun Fact: In France, after the Revolution, people would throw guillotine parties and if you had a relative or loved one who was executed by the guillotine you would come dressed to the nines and wear a red ribbon tied around your neck. Presumably to represent the bloody removal of your loved one’s head. I imagine

Celine Dion, Elton John, Kiss and Garth Brooks.

As of Thursday, the Beach Boys had been asked to perform but had yet to make a final decision

Trump :I am so great! I am so Great! I am so Great!

Anyone who uses the word “smultronställe” seriously in a sentence should be kicked in the taint.

Mussolini actually didn’t play golf.

6 months BRA FREE!!!! That’s the life. They just want to be free.

Well yes, you make an excellent point. Mostly I was feeling smug about Canada NOT having a stranglehold on maple syrup in the Northeast. Which isn’t a knock against Canada or regulations. I’m just glad our access it syrup is not in any kind of jeopardy. Likewise living in the Northeast means we aren’t reliant on

Fuck the GOP as a staff, record label, and as a muthafuckin crew.

Mitt’s face looks like someone put him in a box and tied him to the top of a family car and drove down the freeway till he dribbled runny shit.

I’m guessing Ed feels the same now that he’s had a scimitar lobbed at him by a moistened bint.

“he is the most engaged individual I’ve ever met”

2020? :(

We have it in the UK as well, with most people I know identifying as some form of NOT TORY. Some people from the North especially are from ‘Labour families’ where for generations people lived and died by the Labour party. You drank at a Labour Club or the Working Men’s Club, you voted Labour and you backed the union,

We call that Freedom Foam.

Because vagina.

Me when I was three yelling at my mom, who was encouraging me to go potty, “I DO NOT HAVE TO GO PEE PEE!” while clutching my crotch and pee running down my elbow. My other favorite was “I’LL DO IT MYSELF!” and fucking up every single time. Especially the syrup dispenser at a diner on vacation in Kentucky. (Vacation in

Just a little reminder...