This . . . is pretty standard for UK trashy supermarket magazines.
This . . . is pretty standard for UK trashy supermarket magazines.
Note to self: don't read the comments in the linked article. Never read the comments in the linked article . . . .
Erm, don't think that was for me?
Better at picking passwords and slightly less likely to get rickets - redhead superpowers for the win!
YOU'RE TEARING ME APART, KARDASHIANS!
WHAT is the top one from? Dear God I must know.
Everything from about 1.45 on is just begging to be made into a gif.
Beautiful summation!
Because hipster racism is totally hot right now. Also, black president = no more racism!
Hah! I used to do the exact same thing. I had a little spiral notebook with all my favourite songs' carefully transcribed lyrics. Oh, life before internet.
Kanye has been taking notes from the Mighty Boosh school of back-projection I see.
What do you wish you'd covered in sex ed, but didn't?
I learned to drive in the NE of Scotland so I'm pretty down with winter weather driving : ) I find the best thing to do to ease anxiety about driving in those kind of conditions is to know what to do. I second the suggestion other commenters made about getting winter driving lessons if it's in your budget. If not,…
Advice from Jezzies with children please!
A friend of mine will be giving birth soon, but her partner is moving away for a job just before the due date (they are still together). Most likely, she will be alone for the month leading up to the birth, the birth itself (although family will be around then I'd imagine) and…
Hah! This is perfect.
Oh look - my pants just fell off.
That was my take away too. Just . . . just WTF.
Yup. Sounds like the punch line to a shitty racist joke.
I wonder if his name is Justin Lookadoo.
Instead of turning on a bright overhead light, take a candle with you. It's a comforting flickery sort of light and - BONUS - you can also spend your night-peeing time pretending to be a heroine in a Victorian novel exploring the forbidden part of the mansion EVEN THOUGH you were warned by the curmudgeonly old…