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My puggle in crime.

Some Idiot/How Sports Bras Work

Perfect.

Shit We Hate: When the assholes at Chick Fil A say "my pleasure" instead of "your welcome" like a normal human. We get it. You're ultimately superior because you are not rolling up to a Chick Fil A drive thru at three thirty with your finger crossed that there is lonely chicken biscuit left over from breakfast, because you were awake at proper breakfast hours. Whatever. On top of that, every CFA I've been to had a sixteen-eighteen year old private Christian school virgin (because, you can just tell) working the register who glares at me big time when I pull up to pay. Just because my car and I might smell like those hippies you sat behind at the Dave Matthews concert does not give you any right to put on your judgey pants. I know that giving me extra buffalo sauce is most certainly not anyone's pleasure. So don't get all condescending and braggey every time I thank you, just because Jesus loves you better. Sorry for partying, bro C

*In light of recent events, we wold like to ammend our orriginal post in which we hate on Chick-Fil-A for insisting to shove their superior manners/religion down our throats via subliminal messaging (you know that look they give you) and 'my pleasure.' We now hate on Chick-Fil-A for being (as a company) a close-minded dildo who supports some really bull shit stuff.

#chickfila #hate #judging #mypleasure #shitwehate #yeahright #edit

Lion King-ing: The Circle of Life With Cats and Dogs (by pleatedjeans)

...I enjoyed this a little more than I should admit.

xo, C

#shitwelove #laughedsohardicried #ormaybebecauseimsuperhigh...

Shit We Love: Little L Not all dogs are created equal. Especially not cocker spaniels--their funny name does not make up for the fact that they are inferior canine specimens and should all be punched. If we, as a unit, were to have a spirit animal it would probably be Lola. She's half pug half beagle and all badass. I adopted the curly-tailed sass monster a couple of years ago. Her hobbies include collecting all of my bras into a pile in the middle of the floor, communicating via howling, wearing t-shirts, posing for pictures, chasing bugs, having an underbite, rolling on her back for any guy that walks by (slut), and being a total fucking hipster. Peace, love & puggle, C

#shitwelove #lola #puggle #littlel #love #pug

Like those annoying brats keep saying YOLO, or as we like to say, YOLOSYBDNBAPAGWWI- You Only Live Once So You Better Not Be A Pussy and Get Weird With It. Now, I'm still a bit of a pussy when it comes to things like pain and heights, and small spaces. But I have zero patience for anyone who refuse to even dip their toes into the weird pool. But you know what--just more room for us to do some synchronized swimming. In our book, you just bought yourself a one-way ticket to Sucktown, USA if you refuse to do the following:

eat spicy food

dance in public

dance in public when it is not necessarily appropriate

have a short chat with the crazy fellow on the train

try weird food

drive to the top of a mountain to watch a meteor shower in the middle of the night

wear matching t-shirts, dresses, outfits; may or may not be for special occasion

sing karaoke before you're blackout drunk

piss outside

dress in costume for a party; may or may not be a costume party

Keep it weird, babes C

#shitwehate #weird #YOLO #YOLOSYBDNBAPAGWWI

Shit we love: Brunch

Hey world,

L here, just wanted to take a minute to tell the world about my favorite meal of the day. Sunday (slightly hungover) Brunch. In my world, nothing is more satisfying than waking up from a night of binge drinking and realizing that I am fucking ravenous. Because I have little to no shame about my drinking habits, I love to wake up and pick up with I do best, consume alcohol. Sitting down without even a shower, getting a huge cup of coffee and a carafe of Mimosas is just what the doctor ordered.

What I might love more than Brunch itself is people watching those who dare show up to Sunday Brunch without still being drunk from the night before. Yeah, I might smell like a bar, beer and/or vomit but you smell like judgement which is a way more offensive odor. Sorry for partying. Chances are good that everyone else is hungover too but they had to pull themselves together to beg Jesus to forgive them.

So what could finish off brunch better than good people watching and more booze? My favorite food, eggs. Nothing like a runny yolk all over some home fries with a steaming side of judging everyone.

I'm going to go get a Bloody Mary, sorry I'm not sorry.

L

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SHIT WE LOVE: baby animals that are so cute you just want to explode inside.

shit we hate: dubstep

I need so much alcohol to even begin to kind of cope with the idea that Dubstep exists.

Call me crazy, but the feeling of instantly having to diarrhea when listening to music is not fun for me. Is that why those dubstep girls wear such short skirts?

Kudos to whoever invented these for making a ton of money off making people look like idiots. This is good marketing because people who wear spirit hoods in public are NO WHERE near this attractive.

So if raging to dubstep means I have to wear what looks like the decapitated head of a baby animal, a skirt that doesn't fit, and dance to a series of awful scratches, beeps and boops while simultaneously suffering a stroke from too many lazers and smelly dudes... count me out.

L.

Shit We Love:

Marc by Marc Jacobs Lock We like the way you think, Marc.

#shitwelike #shit we love

Shit We Like: Silently Judging Blondes

As proud brunettes, we feel it's our duty to correct the fallacy that blondes are in some any way more fun. In our experience the darker your hair, the greater your potential for weirdness and therefore awesomeness. Like, if you're looking for someone who's down with being kidnapped at three in the morning by someone in a tutu and dinosaur tail, don't call your friend Tiffany (any bitch named Tiffany is obviously blonde). We find their tendency to cringe at true weirdness a character flaw on par with excessive body moles.

Blondes tend to react similarly to a cat being held over the bathtub when faced with social situations with abundant weirdness (i.e. church themed bars, karaoke, drum circles) while we usually dive in balls first. Maybe it's because there isn't all that pressure from society to have more fun.

So you can sit in a corner, drink some white wine and pout. You can probably find us preforming an original rap or spontaneous interpretive dance.

Don't worry, we're judging you right back, babes.

Sorry we're not sorry. C

#shitwelike #wecanteven #blondes #brunettes #coolpoints