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Am too stoned to go through old kinja, but I’ve shared this before. Came across an older female cousin of mine, who has a very squeaky clean reputation, in an all girl sorority hazing style porn, during my attempt to get off one night. Felt immediately weird because I heard her voice before I saw her face. I was

it’s the fine baby-hairs near her temples i’m admiring - so infinitesimally delicate

i am attempting to imagine the poor laundress to whom that might be tasked

i like the cut of your jib. am learning to zone out when my surly/uppity/dickhead customers give me similarly patronising, tedious speeches. it’s the replying once they’re finished preaching that i struggle with more.

You rock. This is right up my alley.

Goddamn I miss Kitchenette :(

The comments on everything I’ve seen have been horrendous - granted those “sources” were YouTube, and TMZ. Was not surprised.

We can’t be sure we haven’t warped into another dimension, not unlike the 2 universe theories of Fringe, or the Berenstain Bears.

The brother - parents tried to cover it up. There are countless theories.

A regular at the pub I work at killed his mother, who was suffering from alzheimer’s, and himself, a few weeks ago. He was taking care of her, and also found out he had an inoperable brain tumor. We live in Canada, where medical issues and guns don’t usually combine in such a horrible, volatile, heartbreaking way. I

I also have soft spots for Anywhere But Here (because Susan Sarandon), and Where the Heart Is, again with Natalie Portman, but also Ashley Judd, and Stockard Channing.<3 But I loved Tumbleweeds, too. I felt like it had a more realistic, less romanticized take on the economic situation .

Am not surprised, because I knew who the writers were, and I’m of the mind that this should have been a shitty sitcom and not a feature film, but I digress.

for sure. the absolute epitome of patrick-bateman level “money can’t buy class” ickiness. he’s the sort of fellow who’d steal your tennis bracelet, and then help you look for it, while drawing out copious lines on the marble countertops of your gorgeous apartment leased by daddy.

twas his brother with the elektra complex, non?

this baby nero looks like he’d slit my throat to use my blood as rouge. no.

i’m a pacifist but i felt some legit french revolution stirrings upon viewing the instagram account of this modern-day dandy.

One of my regulars, Al, has official documents apparently proving the lineage of his dog, who coincidentally is a great-great-great-(not sure how many greats) grand pup of Rin Tin Tin. Fun story, even if the papers are fakes.

As bonkers as that video was, she completely set off my ASMR. If she hosted a shopping channel I’d be in tingle heaven.