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What?
If you’re going to stoop so low as to pay for readers in the Personalities section of all places, how about you at least write some coherent sentences that don’t sound like a fetish ad on Craigslist.
I can’t.
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Just when you thought it was safe to just enjoy music because it sounds pretty…Now you’re going to need to unleash the trivia monster in your noggin to help you name some songs!
5 songs, 1 second each, something in common…But what is the common link? That’s not the question today, just name the songs and artists if you can, but if you can name what they have in common, we’ve got a hearty handshake for you the next time we meet in real life.
Remember to provide your answers on our ask page.
The winner of this week’s trivia contest will receive used DVD copies of 2 movies! That could be as much as 6 hours of entertainment if the movies are both 3 hours long! MATHS!
The identities of the DVDs are yet to be determined…But if you win you’ll get an opportunity to choose from several. Rest assured, we won’t totally snow you with some bullshit dollar-store crap. Probably. Whatever, they can be your free coasters from the internet.
*Once again, a big brassy thanks to Matt Smith for clipping the clips together!
Oh yes I did just delete my previous reblog of this and then reblog it again. 246 listens and 2 answers? Terrible.
Here’s a hint. The first song is a REMIX of a song. The remix just happens to be more popular. That probably doesn’t help you but don’t say that I didn’t try to help.
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(via choronda)
God, he looks like he could be the Missing Link but I do NOT care. He don’t need but 3, 4 brain cells max to stick it in. Amirite?
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Look, I don’t want to be reblogging reblogs of reblogs, uglifying my page, but I want to get something real, real, real clear: YOU CAN NOT SAY YOU THINK SHE IS A WONDERFUL PERSON AND THEN SAY SHE’S DISGUSTING TO LOOK AT. You can not. I wish somebody WOULD step to me and tell me I was disgusting to look at.
I understand if somebody has a terrific performance or a breakthrough performance, you want to praise that person’s performance. Or it was a particularly interesting character or sympathetic character, but I’m sorry, morbidly obese does not constitute beautiful. And if I have to hear one more person say that Gabourey Sidibe is beautiful—that’s not beautiful. That is disgustingly fat. That is like “Oh-my-God-I’m-going-to-have-a-stroke-and-die-soon.” That is dangerously obese. That is not beautiful. There is certainly … there’s beauty on the inside. I get that. If you want to say somebody is a wonderful person, I’m sure she is. She’s a wonderful person. Stop saying she’s beautiful. The Army Corp of Engineers had to put that dress together. You can barely look at her, she’s so disgusting to look at it. And everybody’s thinking it and nobody’s going to say it.
Well, I was saying it last night. I remembered a few years ago reading either Elisabeth Shue or Tea Leoni saying how the two of them were going to swear off plastic surgery such that when they’re older, they would be the only ones able to get parts written for elderly women.
Maybe Sidibe really has tried dieting since six, is comfortable with the risks of her current appearance and doesn’t mind that everyone’s lying through their teeth about how “beautiful” she is.
And maybe she is cornering the market for all of those many roles they have for obese black women, but count me out for feigning sympathy when Oprah and Hollywood start telling us what a tragedy it is when this woman’s weight inevitably leads to her early demise.
Emphasis mine, because that’s what I think is the gist of this.
DONT LOOK THEN OK DONT LOOK BYE
FAT FACE
FAT NECK
FAT BODY. FAT EVERYTHING.
STILL CUTE.
WHATEVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
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This child.
Up next on the list of people yanked out of the closet by way of tawdry discoveries.
Except his closet is like, made of celophane.
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"I am gay ... those are the words that have been so difficult for me for so long." →
WhatEVER dude. Oh, and yep, I called it - there’s a mention of him “drawing on his Christian faith” to help him fight the fag demon. I can’t. I CANNOT.
Here’s where a good public lynchin is in order. Tiger Woods’ vilification and subsequent “apology” was so uncalled for. Tiger Woods did not make a career out of telling people to not cheat on their wife. But this guy, what with his record of NO THANK YOU GAYS voting… oh and he’s pulling the “it’s what my constituents wanted” card. No. NO.
YOUR CONSTITUENTS DONT WANT TO HEAR ABOUT YOU DOING POPPERS AND GIVING BLOW JAYS TO GUYS NAMED BLAINE IN THE BATHROOM AT FACES.
Insert SEVERE eyeroll and bitch lips.
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International Women’s Day
Last night I dreamed about the following:
- Going shoe shopping with my mother in London
- Saying to my mother, when she asked if I wanted to look at the Flats section “OH GOD NO. Flats are absolutely dreadful. I like my women in heels.”
- Shopping for makeup at a department store.
- Cleaning my makeup brushes.
The thing is, all of these are real things I did, said, or need to do. Well not the part about being in London, but how sad is it that THAT’s the most exotic thing about the dream. Could I be any more boring? Don’t answer that.
The Suffragettes fought so hard for me to be able to, you know, break the mold.
Hate you, Subconscious.
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Well why the fuck not???
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DOUBLE SUCK IT
Oh my god I might cry.
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SUCK IT JIMMY CAMERON!!!!
SUCK ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
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i am celebrating Mo’Niques win with ice cream, too. jeez, you guys. :( don’t get all butthurt.
Ned. You misunderstand. The fat joke isn’t offensive. It’s the severe lack of any actual humor or effort that is offensive. If you find some comedy skill in the bottom of that store brand ice cream container let us know, ok?
Girl, bye.
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Mo’Nique is going to celebrate with ice cream. i can feel it.
Ned “Hepburn” ladies and gents. After all this time, still not funny.
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What the frig do I do with my old Macbook?
3.5 year old Black macbook. Pretty much perfect except for two things:
- 5 keys are kaput - I was using my wireless keyboard which conveniently fit right on top of the laptop’s keyboard.
- It tends to overheat when using the wireless keyboard in this manner (covers the vents).
It would be great as a desktop or in some other stationary use. But I can’t really sell it with the janky keys, can I? Can I use it as some sort of server/DVR/media center? How exactly do I do that?
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Everytime I go on Chatroulette I screen cap like crazy because it’s all great blog fodder right?
Well sitting on my desktop right now are 5 different screenshots of a penis floating above my head and eh, just not that interesting anymore. If this were 2 months ago it would be but now, watching rando dudes rub one out is par for the course. And to be honest, it’s kind of the reason I even go on CR. Shut up. Only god can judge me.
So what’s a worthy CR screencap these days if dicks are passe? For starters, finding an attractive man is ALWAYS worthy of a screen cap.
This guy. We chatted for at least an hour. He was very funny, he laughed at my jokes (this is key), and totally blog stalked me. I sent him the link to my post about the dude shaving his balls on Chatroulette and he went on to read many posts. YESSSSS. He teaches high school. I told him “I bet there is not a lot of work getting done in your class.” Cute teachers should not be allowed in high school. Your entire life is being turned upside down by hormones at the time and here comes a cute teacher to make shit worse. Can’t concentrate daydreaming about Mr. So and So in his well-pressed slacks ahhhh. So this was a total CR win and then. And then. I closed the window by mistake and said noooooooooooooo. Literally. Nooooooooooo and like, reached out my hand as if to grasp the lost dream.
So sad y’all. Nothing could make it better.
Or at least I thought.
Until this happened.
That’s it, shut it down. The internet has fulfilled it’s destiny.
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I was chatting with the one normal person on Chatroulette just now and I mistakenly closed the window!!!
FUUUUCK.
He was cute, too.
Cruel fate.
