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That disco ball is there because of me! My company works with his architect and I was tasked with sourcing and ordering that giant gold disco ball.

They really fucked up his character. I refuse to acknowledge the terrible guy they turned him into and prefer to think of him as how he was portrayed for most of the series: a flawed but ultimately loving guy. Can the original Danny and his red glasses and mesmerizing dance skills please be on the last season?

Miscalculates a dance sequence on a bridge and falls off. You?

She looks like she was about to go to a Top Gun themed party before Cheeto dragged her on this stupid vanity trip.

Me and my friends use Prostitution Whore (PW for short) almost daily as a verb and as a term of endearment. “Did you PW last night?” or “Hey PW.”

I’ve lived with pretty severe bipolar disorder I since I was 14 (diagnosed only at age 28, but the symptoms set in far, far earlier than that). I know the pain of being so depressed you can’t get out of bed for days at a time, so much that even the thought of showering is too exhausting to accomplish. I know how it

While this is awesome, these kind of stories give me pause as to the state of my home and the impression it would give to FBI raiders. Like was I really too tired to throw my clothes in the hamper last night? Would the FBI guys sit around the office post pre-dawn raid and muse “hey did you see tornado’s underpanties

I have that book, too. It’s called The Internet.

The part that pisses me off to no end is that they are blaming Democrats for the ACA having troubles when REPUBLICANS (more specifically, Marco fucking Rubio) are the ones who kneecapped the legislation in the first place.

I live in, not a “tiny home”, but a small normal home with my family of five. We’re at about 800 square feet? And I feel downright countercultural. Sometimes in a good way but sometimes also in a self conscious way, like people are wondering what’s wrong with us.

Not only did I have a binder full of CD’s, I had one of these set-ups

This season had one of the most amazing reality tv scenes ever between David and Kira. “It kills me! You don’t even know!” “The love that cost me everything.”“I must not be enough!”

Well, the complaint at the time about Obama was that he didn’t have any executive experience, which is what Harris has in spades, having worked for the executive branch of local and state government, and having a sharp legal mind. She is just getting legislative experience now. But honestly, she’s a woman of color and

She’s my homegirl. I love her so, so fucking much.

Samoas. I would gladly steal 20 grand of Samoas.

Well it’s clearly not ‘say yes to the bra.’

Not quite. He hasn’t forced enough piano playing and awkward former American Idol duets on her living room yet.

Ugh! I get lectured by coworkers about how I should travel more and the privilege and condescension drives me insane. Like hey, would love to. My husband has been unemployed for a year. I live in the most expensive real estate market in the US. I am in debt from taking care of an unemployed ex on entry level income in

IMMA IVNAKA, AND IMMA GONNA WIN!

IT’S A-ME! INAVKA!