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I have mixed feelings about this. First reaction, obviously, at the word “beer” was “Ooh, beer!”. This was followed, after a few seconds of processing, by the realization that all the things that I love about beer and I love about soap, of which there are many, would not necessarily blend well in cleansing whole. Soap is supposed to make me stop smelling like beer. This is how I am still employed.
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I am amused at the things I choose to reblog every month and a half, but this reminded me of a great quest I went on sophomore year of college to find a print of this to put on the big empty wall above our couch. After about a week of searching, I finally found one on a poorly patched together poster site in the back alleys of the internet. They charged my credit card but never shipped it, and typical of me, I was too lazy to follow up on it. We ended up hanging a collage of those paper plates that look like animal faces instead, but llama in taxi will always feel like a dream unfulfilled.
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Forced Priority: To All My Tall Ladies Out There →
To all my tall ladies: always own it. Never wear things to fit into a specific range of perceived attraction by the opposite (or the same) sex. Wear things that make you look and feel fucking awesome.
Impress a guy with your confidence and your [bitchin’] sense of style.
If you have to conform…
FP is my hero and will catch me whenever I start to tip over because I am out of practice in these heel thingies.
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Toska
Russian – Vladmir Nabokov describes it best: “No single word in English renders all the shades of toska. At its deepest and most painful, it is a sensation of great spiritual anguish, often without any specific cause. At less morbid levels it is a dull ache of the soul, a longing with…
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Damn it, Disney. One Lion King .gif on Tumblr, and I have the whole damn sound track in my head. Also, am I the only one who wants to see this song redone by Sarah Palin, backed by Tea Partiers? Don’t answer that.
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Today is inexplicably but excellently a Led Zeppelin day. I wish for their ability to forgo subtly, embrace garishness, and produce transfixing awesomeness.
This is one of my favorites, but I have to say I liked it better before I looked up the lyrics and realized she doesn’t want to “ball all day”, she just wants to cry. I think my original interpretation makes more sense.
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Both my greatest fear and greatest hope.
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To continue today’s posting theme of Star Wars-related things that should probably not exist, there’s this above. Also, this. And this.
Kicking the celebration of America off right!
Seriously, Erin, why would you even ask, “Should I take off the Jar Jar Binks shirt?” HOW IS THAT EVEN A QUESTION?
The answer is obviously NO, by the way.
You were so right. Meesa don’t even know why meesa asked.
By the way, gentlemen, the line forms to the right.
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