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There is something weird going on with the brooklyn chick for sure. Are you saying that's normal (for brooklyn), or is she high/in need of help?

Ha ha ha ha... Oh I'm so doing this next time I chop onions :D

The Scottish accent is the sexiest of all accents. It makes me go all funny in my loin region.

Likewise, I'd have gotten it in a heartbeat. Reduce my risk of cervical cancer? Yes please!

Oh this whole "we'll renew the licence" thing is just a cover so that she doesn't have to give back the 2 sets of chopsticks & 7 shatterproof wine glasses that someone's purchased from their wedding gift registry.

Ha ha mullet dress... oh dear, now you've made it worse :D

Oh Rhi Rhi... just no.

I love the colour, I love the top, I love the pairing with the shoe colour but I am never, ever, ever going to be ok with a mini skirt with a balldress-skirt-curtain.

Yes. This. I give absolutely zero fucks what other peoples choices are until they start trying to convert others to their ways. Take your food/god/whatever righteousness into the naughty corner and just be silent.

You're also shoving your own philosophy down other people's throats there which isn't a "nice person" thing to do:

I would have to agree that most (definitely #notall though) vegetarians I know are not actually very healthy at all. The problem is not that they're not eating meat, it's that have cut out meat and they haven't educated themselves on how to balance their diet properly (one of them told me that chickpeas aren't a

Obviously keep texting him back and posting the results, this is fantastic.

Ha ha, I know what you mean, boyf is way to high brow to watch this kind of crap (but not celeb apprentice intriguingly) so my guilty pleasure is to have it on in a background while I'm working. I'm not sure how my boss hasn't twigged, but eh, it's one of the small mercies that make my day bearable.

There is just so much wrongness with all aspects of this scenario. My head hurts.

I haven't seen The Bachelor for yearrrrs. Purely because of this article and the comment section I am going to binge-watch the crap out of this season while pretending to work this afternoon.

Her "je suis charlie" photo makes me want to rage vom.

Oh Halp! I can't look away, he's mesmerising me with his swoon-loop.

I don't understand how my SO has not yet figured out that telling me to calm down usually results in the direct opposite of whatever it was he was hoping to achieve. I know I can be a moody bitch at times (so can he, fair's fair!), but since when does purposely prodding a swarm of bees that you suspect to be a bit

My mum took me to a dog show once, the year we'd gotten a puppy so I was all dog obsessed and the puppy had papers & prize winning parents/granddoggies so I was hoping we might show her one day.

I'm about 25-30% and 32, since I stopped dying it I just feel like I look SO MUCH OLDER. I no longer get ID'd when buying wine at the supermarket so pretty sure it's not just in my head :D