I’m mid-20s and I still have no tolerance for this shit. Screaming and falling over drunk? Gross. Boning in public? Gross.
I’m mid-20s and I still have no tolerance for this shit. Screaming and falling over drunk? Gross. Boning in public? Gross.
You, me, same. I drink like my Irish forebearers, fast, and lots. Often alone. Even when I am with family or friends I prefer to chill.
YOURE NOT MY MOM
I’ve never had patience for loud drunks. What is it about intoxication that inspires one to repeatedly yell “WOOO!” at top volume?
Any article using ‘fripperies’ unironically is my friend.
T E A C H T H E C O N T R O V E R S Y
fuck you fp
When I was a kid I got my hands on a Danielle Steel novel about fancy people (aren’t they all?). The main character was described coming out of an elevator in a “lipstick-red Scaasi.” That was the first time I’d ever heard of the label, and I spent the rest of the late 80’s obsessed with his designs. So much glamor!
The rabbit is actually native to the magazine-owned Island group, Hearst Isles.
IT’S NOT A WEIRD BONER
This is fucking Pulitzer-deserving reporting.
does anyone else have a weird boner for Bill Hader. Like, just in general? Though he does look great in drag.
I’m an only child and have been called the cat’s name and my father’s name. But they have also been callen by my name and each other’s. There were times I even reacted to the cat’s name, but I never responded to Wolfgang.
YOUDONTKNOWYOUREBEAUTIFUULL
OOOH OHOHHH
THATSWHATMAKEYEWBEAUTIFUR
Well, in any event, they’re both very handsome women.
bless.
Secondary theory: One Direction does not exist, period, and is a thing you people made up to make me feel one thousand years old.
Maybe I’ll just pack screwtops. Unfortunately, I live in Atlanta where it’s been in the 90s for months so the wine would probably skunk. I should probably just keep bourbon.
A friend was stuck in this yesterday and said it was a frigging nightmare. But she wasn’t dead because of it, so felt like she was ahead of the game.