two today:

OMG, I work in government records so I had SO many opinions on the Clinton email thing, because email archiving is a thing I do and I know how important it is. Most people thought I was going crazy over nothing, or like a secret Cruz or Trump fangirl, it was frustrating. That’s like, our history, people! I mean, I’m…

Yay you! I hope you went off on him in two languages!

Are those their real names? Because if I showed up somewhere with Ryder, Ace and Paris I’d assume I’d wandered into a 90s teen drama.

That little part was a thing that makes you go hmmm for me. My first reaction was “you quit because you were mansplained about why it was wrong”. But then I took a minute and remembered that we look to others in our lives to tell us what we already know, or wish we knew in time. And had she disagreed he might well…

I teared up JUST READING THIS!!!! How am I gonna deal with seeing her irl

Oh my, she is wonderful. I got teary just reading that. She seriously has an otherworldly pull on me.

“She’s got more soul than the top 100 bro-hat country phonies.”

She’s got more soul than the top 100 bro-hat country phonies.

Oh, man. I HATE when people say shit like, “Oh, you dressed up today, you look nice.” Like, they have to draw a contrast between different ways I dress or how much makeup I wear (or how your hair looks). The implication is that you what? Look like shit the rest of the time? HATE IT. Just leave it at “You look really…

You won’t sea me lion, this was perfect.

His expression is one of such, ahem, otter delight.

If you have bigger boobs you are a walking scandal no matter what or how much you wear.

Yup. Because big breasts automatically = more sexual. It’s bullshit, and as a woman with big boobs, I’m sorry your daughter has to deal with that.

Clashing colors?! No. Magenta and turquoise live together in harmony, you craprabbit! Learn to use a color wheel.

Devon Sawa 4 eva

That would explain him going back on his words, forgetting things he’s said and so many other issues he has had.

I’m watching Archer right now and read that whole thing in H. Jon. Benjamin’s voice and now I can’t stop laughing.

I was a victim when I went outside the other day without sunscreen and got a burn. It’s the step’s fault that I stubbed my toe. That burrito victimized my intestinal tract.

Every time I click on a Daily Mail article, I feel like I’m having a stroke. Why these words? So many image. Caption explains what my eyes already see.