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I just looked up pictures of friends prior to a kid & then 5 years later. LOTS of aging. Then I looked at pictures of Obama 5 years ago then today. Whoa! What I am saying is, you cannot say even slightly-maybe-not-even-remotely-negative things pertaining to Ryan Gosling without my brain discrediting it.
Mike’s head! What shape is it? It seems to take up more than my TV screen can handle.
you guys. conversation I just had:
me posting link to friend: “this looks familiar”
Michelle: So, that old dude in that video you just posted on my page used to follow around my buddy’s band
Michelle: I would see him at least once a week
Michelle: he’d dance like this for like 2 hours non stop then go home
I want to see someone make a damn BLT or grilled cheese or something and be all “Check THIS shit out.” Boom. Minds blown. “It’s so delicious! Yet I don’t sound pretentious talking about it…”
Booger Monkeyfanny. Not too far off, actually.
As much as I think things like that have to run their natural course, as someone who is here all the time and rarely participates in comments, I definitely see what you mean as far as involving others. It sort of reminds me of the table next to mine at lunch in school at which some of my friends sat. “I get your jokes & shit guys, but…c’mon.” Except I love you monsters. Like I said, that’s just gotta run its course.
Ooh Rahr! I’m 9 years old and whatnot & get excited when I see things from where I live! …A 9 year-old that loves some Rahr.
When I worked at McDonalds, anytime someone treated me like shit (all the time, especially working with the manager’s vile daughter), I calmly walked to the back, through the walk in refrigerator, grabbed an egg, proceded through the next door to the freezer and whipped it at the back wall. Amazingly satisfying and froze pretty quickly, so not too messy.
no no no no no no no no no no no no no! I needed NONE of this information, but stupid morbid curiosity killed the being-able-to-sleep-at-night cat! Like when I watched some horrible show on TLC or something equally terrible, and the chick had bugs living in her scalp. My head itched for a month. Now my eyes??? Why???
Hahaha, celebrity middle school yearbook pictures! They look younger and sometimes braces and glasses! Whew, they just keep getting more and more interesting.
And I’ve always explained being stuck in an abusive relationship like being accidentally addicted to crack. It ruins your life, you feel terrible. But there’s that tiny litttle bit that feels good. Makes all the terrible go away for just that short period of time. And you are chasing that. And it’s the only good. And you’ve been beaten down in every way, so the only good that you’ve been convinced is there or ever will be is that which is coming from the bad relationship. It must be reeeeeally awesome to not be able to understand this. I’m jealous beyond words.
Ugh. I wish enough down-votes could summon a serious punch in the butt. Cause this deserves one serious butt-punching.
Exxxxxxxactly.
This offended the shit outta me, & I couldn’t finish watching it. Good job, Rihanna. Lotsa respect.
“I loved you in “10 Things I Hate About You”, used to watch that shit every day. Dope.”
word.
I can’t wait for the YouTube videos starring young girls & boys singing this song! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BzHjRKSB4qQ
Yuck.
Until hearing this I didn’t relate that commercial to Lindsay Lohan. But my name is also Lindsay and I probably assumed it was about me. I’m suing. um, I’m suing Lindsay Lohan? Who do I sue here?
“C’mon, Tanner! You and Brayden just have to dance in the background for minute and we’ll buy you some Snapple. YES, AND you can have run of the DVR when we get back to the house.”
excuse me: “THE Hurt Classroom Set of Textbooks
Hurt Classroom Set of Textbooks
“We would compare it to District 9, but just with more rave and more rap”
Ok, so Pitchfork just emailed some monsters, eh? Good job guys.
I like how he said “the whooole English vocabulary.” Right. Totally gonna use all of it. For sure.
Granted, I have not had the fortitude to bear witness to any “Tyler Perry’s _______”, but this is about what I expected. And also, Yikes!
This is what the inside of my head sounds like after spending an afternoon watching tv with my niece. Or snorting some ice.