Posted by
T.J. on Jul 9th, 2010 in
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Vajazzle: the bedazzling of one’s lady bits or manly manscaped area.
A few weeks ago I found out about vajazzling. And being the dorky, plump, idiot I am I proceeded to giggle and snort like a fool...
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Meg on Jul 9th, 2010 in
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Last July I found myself in a state of panic in the Chicago O’Hare airport. I was delayed at the airport because President Obama was landing. While other people thought this was awesome, I was severely...
Posted by
Lotus on Jul 9th, 2010 in
2010-7,
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1. 12.31.08 Happy New Year, 2. Dance of the Dragon, 3. Untitled, 4. Refreshing Sugar Sweet Red Strawberry Martini Drink, 5. 12.20.08 Bokcicles, 6. Balloons, 7. Homemade Agave Sweetened Marshmallow Topped...
Posted by
Room 704 on Jul 9th, 2010 in
2010-7,
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Ever have one of those nights where you are hot and sexed up and with nowhere to go?
So you decide to go to sleep to stay out of trouble?
And then the only dude from your laminated list who knows you exist...
Posted by
Sarah on Jul 9th, 2010 in
2010-7,
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My stepson is fourteen.
This means that he’s suddenly taller than me. He eats all the food in our house. And he’s got that funky smell that singes the lining of your nose and yet… he...
The perfect party drink for summer has to be a big pitcher of margaritas. Or maybe just a couple of glasses, if your party is more intimate.
Either way, if you want to make the best margarita you’ve ever...
So. I’m recently “Gluten Free” which means a doctor told me to stop eating Gluten AKA: EVERYTHING YUMMY. But luckily! I’m trying my hand at Gluten Free Living.
And thus, here is a...
I asked the all-powerful internet for some assvice on which partay songs should be included in an all-out party bash. (side note: If you need help with anything at all in the world, ask the Twitter.) I put in...
Posted by
Briya on Jul 9th, 2010 in
2010-7,
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Hello Ladies and Gents,
Did you know that it’s party time in Room 704? Well, it is. and I’m here to make sure that you know a party when you see one. Didn’t expect to have to take a pop...
I lay with my eyes closed. Reciting times tables in my head. Cataloging the feel of every part of his sleeping (slightly snoring) body pressed behind mine.
I could smell him. In a good way. In a “panties...
You know how you invite people to your house for a party? There is always someone that stands over the buffet you slaved in your kitchen to create and she makes faces at the bacon-wrapped shrimp and cheese dip...
Mrs. Flinger
