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    I should point out here that this video was filmed by a British radio station, and features, British skateboarders, in England. I actually know the presenter personally - I was at school with her and we are very very far from Manhattan. I’m sure there is a mid life skateboarding crisis in Manhattan but I don’t know

    LOL I trust the paintballing gives enough time for the bruises to heal before the wedding XD. I just plan to subject some poor pedicurist to my rhino-hide feet and fall asleep in a steam room and sleep until I’ve lost 5 stone. lol.

    I’ve been hitting reload for the past hour waiting for this post. Highlight of a Monday afternoon (I’m British). To be fair, Old People aren’t just cantankerous in food places, they are generally cantankerous everywhere - I worked in retail in a high street newsagent and the levels of Special-Snowflake-itis around

    Eurgh. Some guys. A friend and I were discussing a mutual acquaintance with whom both of us had indulged in a mild flirtation (I was somewhat more foolish than her and our flirtation ended up in a ONS I bitterly regret, but still...) and she happened to mention that he’d been trying to ‘booty call’ her for a while

    To be fair, Hen parties are magnets for douche bags because they think women having too much to drink are an easy lay. I’m so glad I’m not having one. I’m going to a spa for the day where the only mans’ hands I want on my body are those of the masseur pummelling the shit out of the knots in my shoulders, and the only

    Blah blah I’m not getting into all the bullshit about gender stereotyping and men treating women like possessions etc etc. You know what works to deter sleazeballs? Nothing. I’m fat, ugly AND engaged and all the smouldering sexy guys with the ripped torsos and sharp designer suits don’t give a shit about me. I’m so

    To be fair, the bigger douche here was the Groomsman - I feel sorrier for the Fiancee than the Sister tbh because she might have been silly and fucked a groomsman but his Fiancee is engaged to a faithless lying cunt.

    I was MoH in my Sisters’ wedding and had been with my now-Fiance for a couple of years, so any wedding sex stories from me are going to be generally pretty tame variants on ‘lots to drink + romantic atmosphere + dick-on-tap = sexy times’ but this story about the scalp massage reminded me of the epic levels of reward I

    Wow. Just wow. I’ve been in a relationship with a guy for over 7 years and even NOW I send him back to the bathroom to freshen up if I detect even the slightest hint of pee when I go down on him (to be fair, I hold myself to the same hygiene standards and wouldn’t expect him to go down on me without having a quick

    Wow. She shows remarkable restraint. There is not a shadow of a doubt in my mind that he has been hedging his bets and stringing both women along. The OP is not the only victim here - the new wife potentially has had no idea she was apparently an ‘Ex’ - I’d bet good money she was never an ‘Ex’. Those poor women.

    I both agree and disagree with his point. I can’t abide having a dirty plate in front of me, so the sooner it’s taken away the better. BUT it IS rude to clear a table about people that are still eating.

    I don’t see how people can assume anything from that ad tbh. The closing shot shows a guy on a beach with a guitar - how can these women assume ‘Lesbians’ when it could equally refer to a threesome? Because I’m certain a threesome is somehow better than a loving lesbian couple according to the mad logic of mumsnet...

    As a UK citizen, who once worked in retail, the only shoplifter I ever encountered was a skinny pale guy with a heavy eastern european accent stuffing DVDs into a black plastic bag 2 minutes before the store closed in a blind spot. It is snobby to say so but in the UK skin colour comes third or fourth down the list of

    I’m a total fucking Squee addict. I first got into the craze when I brought my kitten (now a 3yo Cat) home and heard his tiny squeaky mews, then I made the mistake of getting into the harder stuff - I let him gnaw on me with his tiny pointy teeth and kick my hand with his jellybean toes. As he got older I found my

    Meh. Shocker: Body attribute used to measure sexiness reliant on being skinny. No shit Sherlock. Maybe we ought to take photos of how many wads of notes or coins we can hide in our rolls of fat? It works for Roose Bolton after all...

    They make good cake in England. Anything continental Europe has a tenancy to be the cake equivalent of brioche though...

    I feel the same way. She acquits herself well in the public arena as Charles’ consort - I think the hate is undeserved too.

    Agreed. It’s awful. I plan to wear a garter but for the sole purpose of having my new husband remove it from me in private, after the wedding, and possibly wrapping around my wrists in a spot of gentle wedding lingere bondage...

    I think this theory is giving the Faceless men TOO MUCH credence. I think they are a large cog in a larger machine.

    US Employment laws are fucked up. This kind of shit is illegal in the UK. We don’t need to tip either because ‘National Minimum Wage’ and ‘Automatic Gratuity’.