We flew my bridesmaid to the town the wedding was in, bought her dress, paid for her mani/pedi at the “bachelorette” party, paid to get her hair done, and paid for her hotel. I think I bought her drinks at the post-reception get-together. Because it was my shindig and not hers.

I thought the etiquette was to give the attendants a gift? Not the other way ‘round.

OH MY GOD.

Too bad you didn’t make the gift a charitable donation. THAT would have taught the greedy bitch a lesson.

You should have told her that she was a cunt who should fuck herself.

She originally said she was praying for a REAL storm. Here’s the original version:

Eh. They’re both dreamy, but other than that I don’t think they’re really that similar.

She’s just gone through the foreskin up top.

I don’t know WHY. I’m just a messenger.

Love them. Love Depression Cherry.

I actually once saw a handy chart:

But DT, please think of his precious boner!

You’d be surprised. A 32GB Verizon iPhone 5S in good condition still sells for around $350 on Swappa. I wouldn’t call that “not worth anything”. An iPhone 5 in good condition will still sell for at least around $200. That’s not insignificant.

For real. I was hooked the second I happened to touch my face a few days after I started to use one. I was like, “Holy shit. My skin feels so soft and clean!” My skin has been fantastic since I’ve been using mine.

All of those products, but not one of these?

I’m pissed that they referred to Hillary, top 5 presidential candidate, as “Mrs. Clinton”.

You don’t have to root for Hillary simply because she’s a woman in order to be a “good” feminist.

Terrible taste in names, too.

This is really shitty. They’ve probably only got a few weeks left before they have a gap in coverage, and insurance companies aren’t cool with gaps unless they’re less than 30 days.

Alcoholic butter beer: ginger beer and butterscotch liqueur. That’s what they mix at a bar I sometimes visit.