thepoodlefacedgirl
thepoodlefacedgirl
thepoodlefacedgirl

It’s 1958. She’s thinking about Jell-O salad.

My crusty feet would slide right out of these dainty sandals.

Modcloth is probably frantically copying this one as we speak

brb never sleeping ever again

Dammit, don’t you hate it when you turn down Molestation Avenue when you really meant to hang a left on Not Being a Fucking Monster Lane? Goddamn MapQuest, I tell you what...

I’m surprised DC knows who Rhianna is considering they’re still operating like it’s the 1950s.

Shade.

Look, Bowser has a proven track record of getting good value for his coins when he’s managed to purchase countless castles and a fleet of airships - enough to give one to each of his kids even before you account for the numerous fortresses staffed by Boom Booms. The guy’s a proven expert money manager.

I am amazed that Madonna’s roots are still brown at her age. Most people in their late 50s have gray hair.

There’s quite a bit of elision and misinformation presented here. I truly don’t have the energy to dig into all of it, but let’s take on the scare-quoted oxybenzone and Vitamin A, for example. Retinyl palmitate, the natural form of Vitamin A that is used in sunscreens, has been proven safe by multiple rigorous,

Calling something the next Gone Girl is the fastest way to ensure I never read it.

well TBH they are very cuddly looking but do not love to be cuddled. i spent a lot of time with one though, he was 3, and more used to the human peoples but frenetic and full of energy so not great for ‘on-set quiet’ times - so i’d hang with him in our penguin green room and ‘trained’ him first to be ok with hands

i was TERRIFIED of chickens before i met any nice ones. this is little Karen the chook about to fall asleep in my arms during a film shoot. i was training her for some on screen close up stuff. which is to say - show her the food, move the food, make sure she follows the food with her head. move the food again,

i kind of love kesha, and i don’t care who knows it.

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I’ve been listening to back episodes of This American Life, and just heard this one yesterday. Listen to it, it will not disappoint you.

Yes, some chickens (and even Roos) love to hug, it just depends on their personality and how much they’ve been handled. They can be pretty sweet animals, but so delicious.

My chickens are flighty assholes, so only some do, apparently. I imagine it helps if you raise them from chicks, but I don’t want chickens in my house for 8 weeks so I got mine as teenagers and they kind of hate me.

Right? Cause who could ever forget this terrifying shit:

My last name is Chick, and in middle school my history teacher found out my parents were getting divorced and I was having a ~hard time~ so he ordered a bunch of fried chicken, rented Chicken Run, and the whole class got to eat and watch movies all day for “Chick Day” in honor of me.

They also like to follow you around and check out what you’re doing. They live raisins and will do tricks (okay ONE trick) for them. I like to walk around the yard with one of the hens perched on my shoulder, pretending that I’m a pirate.