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i picked up a tube of full 'n soft mascara by maybelline at walgreens. it was on sale, and it got 4 1/2 out of 5 stars on ulta.com, and now i know why. it really IS soft, and it actually stays on all day and doesn't get smudgy (i have pale skin with oily lids and seasonal allergies). it's not clumpy, and it makes my

i... i can't... i just wanna be in a house and have a friendly hippo walk in. i want it really, really badly.

funny you mention having italian food in mexico, as i have had mexican food in italy. it wasn't bad, per se, but it wasn't mexican food. there were absolutely no onions anywhere, in anything.

the best answers are usually the simplest ones~

one thing we have found, that's made it a little easier, is the spoon position; it takes some of the strain off his hips, and it hits most of the spots that doggystyle does (if that is indeed your bag {it's mine [sorry for tmi D:]}).

my boyfriend really wants to help me out in that department, and i wouldn't mind it at all, but he has severe arthritis. he can barely use his hands to do basic, everyday things (so furious finger-banging is out). he likes giving oral sex, but i have no idea what to tell him when he's down there. he can only be on his

my uncle has superultramegahigh military clearance in the US, and around the time of the gulf war, we didn't hear from him. no phone calls, nothing. my mom was washing my hair in the bathtub one night, and i told her that for christmas that year, i was going to ask santa to send my uncle home (and, i think, for a

southern comfort's alcohol-free vanilla eggnog tastes like and has the consistency of melted vanilla ice cream and will make all your dreams come true.

favorite gif of all time, thank you kindly~

she's like a serene virgin mary filled with bees. i hope she gets the daily show when jon stewart retires.

i was 16, he was 21. we met in an internet fantasy RPG chat room. he lived in florida with his parents. he moved to my city (san jose, ca) via bus to be with me. he was bi-polar and regularly skipped his meds because he "felt fine". i once had to ask "are you in yet?"

a-freaking-men. *frizzy hair fist bump*

i used my barbies to form my own super-mutant squad to fight alongside the x-men. i drew trading cards for them and everything. (disclosure: they were usually scantily clad because 90's superheroes/heroines. but still!)

aww, when i was a kid i really thought that onion dip was my mom's secret recipe. i specifically requested it once as her "secret recipe onion dip" and everyone laughed at me. :(

my computer doesn't want to load all the replies to this, so sorry if it's already been brought up, but there's a post going around tumblr with the name of a young man, and a link to a facebook page, and this article. anyone know how legit that might be?

i had the pleasure of working a 5 month graphic design contract at apple. i was worried about the dress code, so for the first few days i "dressed up" (wore tights with skirts, sweaters, button-downs, etc). i finally asked my boss about the dress code, and she used the example of the guy in his 40's with electric blue

damn son, this is why care credit was invented.

my friend described their chocolate chip banana bread thusly: "Dude it tastes like a synthetic monkey ejaculated in a loaf of hard tack". they really need to stay away from the food business.

screw this claptrap, i'm buying a dress from modcloth. i want lots of money for the doughnut "cake".