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Hoo-boy, you must be fun at parties.

Blackmail? Outing a gay co-worker? What the fuck. No, I've done it to unnerve them and wipe a few smiles off faces. Also, being a Fetlife member isn't an inborn orientation like being born gay or left-handed. It is the very textbook definition of a lifestyle choice.

I LOVE asking smug, pushy people that I come in contact with at my job "What's your Fetlife profile name?" If they know what I'm asking, their faces go white with embarrassment and then they STFU.

Although I'd never act on it in a million years, I met my only female cousin as an adult, about four years ago, and we couldn't stop staring at each other and giggling. That night she and some of her friends took me out dancing and we got drunk and took a bunch of selfies. Looking at them later, we most definitely

So that's what's going on with Chelsea Peretti's neck! Thank you!*

*srsly - the first time my wife made me watch Brooklyn Nine-Nine, I thought they're hired a lizard person or something.

Oh God, this was only 3 months ago and I feel like I'm just now finally healed.

What. The. Fuck.

Are you a fucking asshole?!

Don't let Chicago-defending commenters get you down, Johanus. I lived in Logan Square for just over a year and my neighbors straight up told me "If something goes down, don't even bother with the cops. They're corrupt pieces of shit, and you're better off calling the MLD."*

Oh look, my old neighborhood's in the news

As one of the commenters you're referring to, I humbly bow down to your superior research skills. For realz Rebecca, no snark at all.

Yeah, I spent a good chunk of '93 going to basement shows in Portland, Oly and Seattle. The Gits blew me away the first time I heard them (on a friend's mix-tape, I believe) and was shocked to learn I'd never get a chance to see this woman play live.

Awwww... thanks!

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Yeah, I can't fucking stand Dave Grohl and Mia Zapata's exclusion from this doesn't surprise me one bit. For anyone wondering what giant, heavy balls sound like on a woman, please listen to the following:

Welp, then I'm pretty sure I now stand happily corrected ;)

Rebecca, despite the fact that Fey's is the sole name on this episode, all sitcoms are gang-written. That's what a writer's room is - the room where the writers sit and throw/bounce/test lines off of each other. If the name on the script is one of the producers, or of the showrunner, then that's who lead the

When Lola May (3.5 lbs, 15 years young) puts on her fancy date-night sweaters, it always puts her in the mood.

That is terrible. I love it.

And don't forget that one figures prominently in Will Self's How the Dead Live. Like all of his works, it's dense and sometimes confounding, but well worth the effort.*

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/How_the_D…

*but nowhere near the keep-the-thesaurus-handy of My Idea of Fun.

Spock-Sothoth thinks you sound cool.