Meet Steven Bradbury. The luckiest guy in the history of history. Got through the quarters and semis because skaters fell. And then this happened in the final.

I know, right? I wanna' look classy while I'm laying around the house drinking cheap wine and marathon watching Downton Abbey.

These are all really beautiful. And I don't like high fashion at all.

"But for readers? It's hard to see the downside."

Hee! As soon as my little sister and I were old enough to remember things like numbers and birthdays, my dad DRILLED his wedding anniversary into our heads, because he had a terrible time remembering it. Specifically, he could never remember if he got married at 4pm on August 5, or 5pm on August 4. We thought it was…

Ugh. Thewickedboyfriend and I don't do anniversaries because, well...it's not really our thing. We aknowlege the date and we're like "hey, another year together, cool!" *fistbump*, but nothing else.

My significant other and I do our anniversary in sort of the vaguest ways ever (last year we bought ourselves a tv around the time ish of our anniversary). However, his sister is like 'OMG< MONTH ANNIVERSARIES OMG' and we were making fun of her about it. My SO did the math and found out that it was 125th month…

Happy anniversary.

I only remember because it's the LAST day in August. If we hit September, well... NBD.

riiiiight, totally coincidental, and not at emblematic of our favored past time. *cough* ;)

I only remember my wedding date cause its 4/20....ahem..for a reason.

My boyfriend and I can't remember our anniversary either. It's the twenty-something of either June or July, I know that much.

One of my former girlfriends always used to say "I love him, he's so dainty!"

You are a gem.

I wonder if one could use it to their advantage. I'm thinking something like using all that extra skin like a flying squirrel.

He's favored to win? He doesn't even want to perform! His casual mention of his "back injury" was sewing the seeds so he could drop out. I don't expect to see him go for it on Thursday.

IKR, I want all those people to stop shaking him! DON'T HURT HIM!

i'm picturing a sodastream machine shaped like a skinny girl, where the soda streams from her #thighgap.

aw, your warm and soft breasts on his back! *must use this in a story* :3

I love that story! And I should have kept my outfit like you did. When I met Mr. Chortcake, I was wearing blue velvet bell bottoms (from a bazaar in Turkey), a red t-shirt that said "power girl" in Finnish, and a pink fake leather studded belt. I got rid of all three items (the first two because they shrank in the…