Family Fued has me yelling at my TV like these dumb asses can really hear me…no, wait, I, am a dumb ass, for yelling at these people like they can really hear me. they are dumb as a a bag of shits on this show though.
The biggest problem I’m going to have with this wedding, I think, is the top of my bridesmaid’s dress. My sister prefers the sweetheart neckline, and if everybody else does, that’s what we’re going for. I, however, don’t like it because it highlights my boobs and that is the one area of my body which I’m incredibly uncomfortable about.
It’s actually a good thing that the zombie apocalypse starts in Florida because then the zombies only have one way to go and that’s straight up into trigger happy redneck territory. I give it two weeks before monster trucks and mullets save us.
“We let Willow cut her hair. When you have a little girl, it’s like how can you teach her that you’re in control of her body? If I teach her that I’m in charge of whether or not she can touch her hair, she’s going to replace me with some other man when she goes out in the world. She can’t cut my hair but that’s her hair. She has got to have command of her body. So when she goes out into the world, she’s going out with a command that is hers. She is used to making those decisions herself. We try to keep giving them those decisions until they can hold the full weight of their lives.”—Will Smith in Parade Magazine on Willow’s hair (via fuckyeahfeminists)