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4-pc Comforter Set - Desert Dreams- Kardashian... →

Go wild for this adventurous collection that pairs a savvy zebra print with mocha brown details. This bed is pieced with printed tiger stripes and matte satin featuring delicate pleating. 100% Polyester

Jun 25th

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“I spotted a skinny blonde girl squatting on the sidewalk, beads hanging from her...”

– How Was Your Gay Pride? | Tyler Coates | BlackBook

Jun 25th

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huffandstuff asked: Didn't every hostage in that movie have some lame, completely non sequitur sob story too?

Jun 25th

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Jun 25th

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Jun 24th

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Jun 23rd

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friday night. a tiny bar on 7th street.

Anthony: I think Olympia Dukakis just walked in.
Bobby: Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.
 I have to go meet her.
 *approaches Olympia Dukakis*
 Ms Dukakis? I'm sorry to interrupt but I'd love to shake your hand. My name is Bobby.
Olympia Dukakis: *side eye*
 *shakes my hand*
 Nice to meet you, Bobby.
 *additional side eye*
Bobby: Have a nice evening.
 *returns to friends*
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Olympia Dukakis: *leaves bar*

Jun 23rd

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“After receiving a well-earned certification from a sheltered boarding school,...”

– The Other Sister - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Jun 22nd

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Concerts Don't Have to Suck: The Rules | The... →

One time my mother and I got third row seats to see Paul Simon at Boston’s Orpheum Theater that had been originally “for his wife.” Whoops. Lindsey wrote this awesome and hilarious thing about concert rules for The Billfold and OBVIOUSLY threw in an anecdote about her mother.

Jun 22nd

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Jun 22nd

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Jun 22nd

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missed connection

erikonymous: You: Bebe Neuwirth riding the 1 train this morning. Me: Blond dude pretending to read War and Peace while hyperventilating and repeatedly glancing over because I was, like, 99% sure I was on a train with Bebe Neuwirth. If you weren’t actually Bebe, nevermind, but if you were, my body is so very ready.

Jun 22nd

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