Meh. Breathing is overrated.

Trying to email a man my phone number and a casual (dare I say…breezy?) invitation to hang out.

In other news, may also be having heart attack.

Definitely an anxiety attack.

I am the worst feminist.

(I’ll DO it. Shut up.)

“Of course, that’s just my opinion. I could be wrong.”

My bad, you guys. Maybe Bad Moms ISN’T a funny movie. Maybe I’m just an immature idiot and a terrible feminist.

*shrug* I still liked it. Was it a highbrow intellectual feminist statement coming from the dude-bros who gave us The Hangover? Certainly not. Was it a silly, fun movie you can see with your lady-friends? I maintain it was.

When I looked up the details write my review, I was a little disappointed, but honestly surprised, to learn wasn’t written by at least one woman. And Bradley Cooper notwithstanding, I HATED The Hangover, so I was especially surprised it came from those guys.

That said, my sense of humor did stop evolving circa Beavis and Butthead, so here’s the smarter side of it.

Via Bitch Media: Bad Moms Is Even Less Funny than You Could Possibly Imagine
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