No, we’re not. We can talk about it.

I know I am. You don’t get a pass on getting cussed out because you’re a girl.

I will. Don’t spit fire and act like an ass if you can’t fucking take it.

You’re one of my favourite Gawker to Jez transplants. You always keep it real! And often funny too. :)

I wasn’t sure how they would respond to my giant namesake.

I welcome Fusion’s addition to the KCU (Kinja Cinematic Universe).

“What advantages does this war have over, say, an ethnic cleansing, which I could also afford?”

Hahaha I am more referring to the twist involved and how scrubbing generally takes some elbow grease.

Ftr, the name of this stock photo is “casual young man goofing around holding his foot” and I can’t stop laughing.

Counterpoint:

yes it is

Seriously. “I pee in the shower which possibly gets on my legs and feet, but I’m gonna let plain water - which comes through our crappy municipal water system - to do its thing.”

That’s why I call it the undercarriage, because feet need a wipe down too. It’s more descriptive.

In conclusion, eat it, haters. Preferably off my legs because they’re both very clean rinsed.

As a hairy, greasy Italian (I literally got no traits from my mother’s side, fml), I have to wash everything at least once a day. Tits/bits/pits seems like a reasonable list of things requiring washing, but can we add feet to that too? Please wash your feet, especially if you spend all day in socks/shoes.

Hot taek: Pranks suck.

As God as my witness I thought turkeys could fly!

Joanna, you are hysterical in the most delightful way. Thank you for this!

I admire Pence for coming up with this common sense solution to a very real problem.

“take off ur cardigan... take off ur second cardigan”