takingbackme
Taking back me
takingbackme

Yes, that girl and her crazy husband/boyfriend/partner-in-crime are my new heroes. I am already imagining their crazy adventures, her menacingly staring down the evils of the world while her companion does donuts in his truck while singing awful disco.

My cold dead heart just grew three sizes. Starting the week with a reminder that not everyone who enters a restaurant is possessed by the Entitlement Monster is so great. And brings back the memories of the people I served who were not only decent but stand-up humans. Like the guy with the wallet stuffed full of the

I’m of a mixed mind about the “tip on discounts” thing. On the one hand, *you go there for a discount.* It kind of nullifies it to have to pay a shitton extra on the discount. On the other, well, the waiters are still doing their work regardless.

Horrible coworkers clearly bullying a person with food allergies by eating all their birthday ice cream. Come on.

It was a nice to feel like everybody in the nation was rooting for the Eagles last night. It was even nicer that we didn’t lay an egg like every other time it’s happened.

Ah, the classic “feminist” who’s not like this other girls, those “girly” girls! Because devaluing traditionally female pursuits is so feminist!

Honestly, perming my hair to make it curl better for performances did wreck it. That hair was permanently curly, stained a lighter color, and chemically damaged and dried. But it held curl much better for performances when I was in middle school.

I’m gonna say it has more to do with her mom not wanting obey the conditions of being on the team. When you make a team, you sign a form agreeing to the terms. It probably wasn’t the hair as much as it was the principle of the thing. Plus it sounds like this isn’t the mom’s first brush with the coach and this was the

I’m guessing it wasn’t as much for her hair as it was her mother’s attitude. Cheer moms can be entitled assholes. When her daughter was accepted on that team, she signed a form accepting the conditions of being on the team and then apparently didn’t want to observe them or even reach a compromise. The fact that the

I agree. When I was doing competitive dance in high school, their were definite rules about hair and attire. If we were all wearing a costume and had curly hair then everyone got stuck in curlers. If we were doing a sleek bun I had to get out the flat iron.

On a side note I was at a dance competition in Dallas, and

Rebel Wilson actually already has a collection at Torrid, so no need to wait until next year.

Poor Jenny. In her poor, fame addled brain, she still thinks she’s the successful McCarthy cousin.

I was excited about her line...until I saw it on HSN’s website. It sadly looks like the same stuff that Lane Bryant already sells that I don’t want to buy. That’s great for women who want to wear graphic tees, bulky and/or long sweaters/sweatshirts and flowing blouses, but it’s just not my style.

Your self hatred is sad boo boo

I would have thought Colonel Sanders would be a breast man.

A friend invited me to a JT concert and I went with very low expectations - for me JT has always been James Taylor.

I think dcsate is going for Pinkham’s Law on the fight.

As someone who has to read various government documents (US and otherwise) on a daily basis for work, the design of this report is a breath of fresh air. It’s tacky, stupid, ugly, childish, and that cover is laughably bad—but it’s actually readable. They have an introduction, they have a table of contents with page

The country would be at least the slightest bit better a place if people only knew the definition of the word “franchise”.

“Got anything stronger” MEANS alcohol, these people need to sort their lives out.