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emilia--x‌:

If you’re in New York and you’re stuck for something to do tonight, come down to Radio City Music Hall and walk the dragon fire red carpet at the Game of Thrones Season 8 premiere! It’s going to be a wild afterparty and I’m ready to take bets. Which cast member will vomit on an Omaze competition winner? Who will wake up in a dumpster in Hoboken? Who will drunkenly spoil the ending to a journalist and have to hold them while they weep? Okay, full disclosure, the last one will definitely be me.

If you can’t come out and party with us tonight, tell me about your most bonkers night out. The crazier, the better, people. This is the beginning of our last run of parties and we are determined to go out with a bang!

I’m genuinely disappointed in myself that I’m not in New York tonight as I’d absolutely love to see you drunkenly spoil anything to literally anyone. Does that make me a sadist? I suppose I never said I wasn’t a sadist. Being totally honest, I’m typically more of a masochist. I'll probably be the one waking up in a dumpster, only thousands of miles away from where the party is actually taking place as I only wish I could be there. I’ve got far too many stories of strange nights on the town, but I’d probably say one of the strangest is when I woke up on top of a sleeping cow in the middle-of-nowhere-Ireland with a pageant sash and crown to match in a skirt that I didn’t have on when the night began. You’d think I was trying too hard to be quirky and really, I am, because I remember falling asleep on the cow, so it wasn’t truly a surprise.

#*chats.#*emilia.

iamemmastoney‌:

So I am hosting Saturday Night Live for the fourth time and just like the first time, I’m nervous as hell. Not only because of the monologue, which I am writing myself this time, but also because BTS are the musical guests. It’s supposed to be one of the most watched episodes according to projected polls and I’m just trying to remain calm. I’ve tried my usual calming techniques, like yoga and hot showers, but as the day draws nearer, I’m going to be a wreck. I might need to hire an acupuncturist or try some goat yoga the day of to work away the nerves. What do you guys do to help alleviate stress? I’m open to any and all suggestions.

I would say I understand the stress, but I’ve never been given the opportunity to host Saturday Night Live. Be grateful, dammit! I’m kidding with you, darling. It’s absolutely natural to be insanely nervous for something like this, no matter the amount of times you’ve done it. Before I would’ve told you some hot tea and a bit of cannabis would’ve helped in your situation, but nowadays I find meditation helps immensely in keeping myself calm. Drink tons of water, you’ll have to pee a lot but the relief will be calming in itself, and take about ten minutes to meditate every few hours. It sounds like absolute bullshit, as it’s most likely the most cliché thing anyone’s ever heard, but the benefits of meditation are genuinely incredible. It’s the one thing I make time in my day for now and I believe it’ll calm your nerves tremendously if you truly focus on it.

#*chats.#*emma.

vanveronicango

Barry’s tea or Lyons tea?

#*uglymug.

lilwarbird‌:

I’m thinking frosted tips definitely need to make a comeback, what do you think? However, I’m not entirely sure how frosted tips would look on curls. Tamagotchis are easy to kill, however…Furbeez? They are immortal. I’m almost certain of it. Don’t even remind me, god now they’re faces are just flashing on my brain. CDS are sadly a dying breed that breaks my heart. I remember going to FYE for the latest releases and feeling a hot shot walking around with my discman, only to have it skip and get frustrated with it immediately after. God, to think even iPods are deceased? How old are we getting?

Don’t you dare deny me frosted tips! I will become a fashion icon, Brie Larson! Can you get them as well? We’ll be twins. Yeah, those things. They never die; neither physically, nor in memory. Furry little Satans. Do you remember the first CD you ever bought? Seems like bloody ages ago, doesn’t it? How do people truly expect you to remember these things? It’s like we’re all intaking so much information every second of every day, yet we somehow remember this thing that happened to us when we were twelve, d’y’know what I mean? That’s coming from someone who believes they’ve got a fairly good memory for certain things. Ah, the old iPod. Our phones do everything now, don’t they? Suppose my phone will soon wipe my arse for me!

#*chats.#*brie.

thesamuelclaflin‌:

Not quite. I’m sure if you threw a few expletives in there and called me names then I would say you were a close second to him. But hey, it still stung a little bit. Especially given that I actually made a halfway decent pizza. My son and I decided to make a plain cheese as our first attempt and it was pretty good. We’ve got some ideas for our next pie and I’ve got my girlfriend and a friend willing to be our victims so if it makes them sick, we know what not to do for the future.

Damn it- Alright, I’ll work on it. Pretty good, aye? Keep working on that because pretty good isn’t going to cut it for the rest of your sad life, you fuckin’ blubbering imbecile! Did that work? I feel quite guilty now. Your life isn’t sad and you’re not a blubbering imbecile as far as I’m concerned. Though truthfully, I don’t know you that well, so you very well could be! I’m kidding, really. It’s all in good fun. But I do know where to point the cops if they end up deceased over your experimental pizzas. Kidding again. I’m no rat.

#*chats.#*sam.

thesamuelclaflin‌:

Okay so I’m watching this episode of ‘Chopped’ and one its making me hungry because every contestant is like a pizza expert so every round they have to make a pizza from the ingredients, and two, its making me want to try my hand at making a homemade pizza. I’m not a terrible cook, my son and girlfriend seem to enjoy what I make, but I have never successfully made a pie. But now I find myself contemplating a trip to the market at night to find ingredients for one. Am I crazy or just hungry?

You’re absolutely insane, mate. You couldn’t make a pizza if you tried. Do I sound like Gordon Ramsay yet? I know it’s the wrong show, but I thought I’d give it a shot... Making pizza is truly an art, so don’t be disappointed if you don’t get it right the first... Six? Or so times. I mean, I’d personally stick with the good ol’ a la frozén, but be my guest to throw a homemade one together and let me know how that works out for ya.

#*chats.#*sam.

lilwarbird‌:

Today I kind of just went down a rabbit hole on Pinterest and remembered all the little things from when I was a kid/teen growing up. I’m talking full on 90′s/2000′s amazingness. How does time even fly by as quick as it does? When did tracksuits go out of style? Why did we ever think inflatable furniture was ever a good idea? How does Britney Spears still look SO amazing? Also, why in the world did I ever stop eating lunchables? So today, I’ve decided that I’m busting out my tracksuit again, I’m listening to N*Synch with my hair in a side pony, shown down on a lunchable and resurrecting my tamagotchi. How about you? Is there anything from your childhood that you really miss? Cause homegirl can relate.

I can’t exactly relate to this because growing up in Ireland was a totally different experience, but I can certainly appreciate a good tracksuit and some frosted tips. Tamagotchis should die right along with those Furb-o things. Creepy little bastards. You know what I miss from my childhood? When my mother would beat- Kidding! Absolutely kidding, my mother is very lovely. Really though, I think we all can admit we miss how damn cool we all felt walking around with a Discman. CDs are a dying breed and it’s an honest to god shame.

#*chats.#*brie.

Text || Open

Joe: Listen, I need to do something now. I've relaxed, caught up on shows I missed and eaten my weight in takeaways, give me so ideas because I'm bored shitless.

Robert: I feel as though I can't really help ya out here, mate.

Robert: I'm in the exact same boat and pretty sure I've gained 50 or so pounds from sitting on my ass all day...

#*texts.#*joe.

ryanrxynolds‌:

Alright…I’m not saying I’m an old man. Because I’m not, I’m cool as fuck, I swear I am. But I avoid the internet like the plague because it’s essentially a black hole of impossible dances and memes that I still to this day struggle to understand…but this all changed yesterday. Yesterday out of pure boredom, I put on my big boy pants and faced the internet. I got online and I went to youtube, and I’ve got to tell you guys…I went to bed at 6 AM and my brain has rotten. It’s absolutely gone, I have to retire early. I don’t think I can really tell you, how deep I went into this web. Spiderman himself has never hit the web this hard.

Retire early? You might as well get in your casket, mate. You’re useless now. You’ve been spoiled by the absolutely toxicity that is the internet. You’re no longer clean, no longer pure, no longer the adorable little cinnamon roll (isn’t that what people say?) that everyone takes you for. Though, were you really that to begin with? Anyway... You’ll be remembered fondly, I’m sure. There will be some sort of riot in your name; maybe the world will explode. I’ll wear my ‘Ryan Reynolds Lives On’ shirt in mourning of your passing. R.I.P. Ryan’s braincells. You will be dearly missed, though you were never really there in the first place.

#*chats.#*ryan.

emilia--x‌:

Bloody hell. Fair play to Becky for trying to warn you, mate, but sometimes we just have to experience these things for ourselves. I’m imagining you stood at the counter every day now, trying to prevent others from making the same mistake. Let’s get you a sandwich board too, it’ll be very classy, I promise.

I’m not sure what the worst drink I’ve ever had was. I’ve never met an alcoholic beverage I didn’t like consume so I suppose I’d have to go with a gingerbread latte. It was like devouring the soul of Gingy from Shrek and it was all kinds of wrong. What was your drink, by the way? Just so I know to avoid it in future.

I’ll even hold out a cup for donations. Please support the trauma I suffered from trying that awful drink. Becky should’ve stopped me, really. She should’ve refused to let me order! But she betrayed me in the end, didn’t she? Fuckin’ Becky... I certainly agree with that! Once you’ve got a few in me anyway I can drink practically anything you put in front of me. It’s my superpower, but probably only really because I’m Irish. Ah, the stereotypes. I’ve never ventured that route, but it sounds bloody awful. Probably far too sweet as well. I genuinely can’t remember (trauma didn’t sink that deep apparently), but it had some kind of protein in it... So, let’s just totally avoid that.

#*chats.#*emilia.

lucboynton‌:

The fact her name is Becky just makes sense, you know? I don’t know if I could imagine an Angela saying that but a Becky? Absolutely. But on the other hand, it’s too fancy for someone with a name like Chelsea. I’m going to need you to explain what sort of drink this is because I’m imagining something horrifically sweet. Heart attack material. The worst drink I ever had. Hm. Okay, so when I first started drinking socially I thought I’d go for something sophisticated sounding and grown up so ordered a Gin and Tonic. I don’t think I’ve ever been able to look at tonic again without gagging. The gin can stay for obvious reasons. Just learned to mix that sucker with lemonade from now on but my god. The first time I had a gin and tonic was on a date too to try impress the guy but I couldn’t drink it and he was the one who bought it so needless to say that didn’t end well.

Becky’s are very blunt, aren’t they? Suppose that’s what the B is for. Becky the bitch. It was more tart than anything... It tasted like chunky... Bland... Mushed up... Something. I’m not even sure what. Something that was not meant for people to consume, surely. At least he paid for it! I’d drink anything anyone else paid for. Hand me six gin and tonics because by the third one, I won’t really taste the fuckin’ thing anyway. Gin and lemonade does sound lovely right now though. Think I’ll throw together a glass and sink very, very deeply into my couch. Never to be seen again.

#*chats.#*lucy.

b-bcrnes‌:

Ugh, you always have to trust Becky, Robbie. Always. She knows what she’s doing. It’s a thing I’ve learned by going to Starbucks almost every day during my first year in L.A. That being said, the worst drink I’ve ever had was not in Starbucks, it was during a party at a friend’s place. He made me drink vodka with Redbull and even if I do like vodka, it was the worst thing ever. Redbull’s absolutely disgusting. How have you been buddy? It’s been a while.

Bloody bull, Becky can be terribly wrong sometimes. Though, I will admit it is rare... So perhaps I can try and get past my traumatic trust issues and believe Becky next time I’m in there. Mate, I don’t know what planet you’re from but that shite is delicious. Especially the flavoured ones. I don’t drink it as much any more as I don’t want to suffer a stroke any day soon, but I used to drink is religiously. Things have been insane lately, really. Looking as if things are finally working out for the both of us, aye? I’ve heard some very good things about you, ol’ boy.

#*chats.#*ben.

ariellekebbelworld‌:

Good for you! Hey, have to try something new every once in a while. There’s so much around you can’t just stick with the usual. So good for you! Awww, shame, everyone has difference of opinions. Then again, we all want people to be honest around us, mostly…I say you should, because fuck it. What’s life if you don’t try? You did! Oh good for you, but boo that your drink sucked. Proud of you for the effort though. Hmmm, just plain tea, I fucking hate it.

Suppose that’s very true, so I can only really regret ever spending the money in the first place. Wouldn’t have found out that it’s not smart to spend the money if I didn’t try it though! It’s important to try things as you never know until you try. I can certainly understand that though. Plain tea can be absolutely horrid. Need at least half a bag of sugar in that.

#*chats.#*arielle.

jendvkie‌:

Becky might be a bitch, but Becky is right. We love Becky. Probably some type of weird combination of fruits for juice that supposed to be healthy but is just wrong. Spinach, apple, strawberry, kale juice or something. Things that don’t go well.

Do we really love Becky? I wouldn’t go as far as saying that, especially considering her attitude. We love that she’s right and saved another six dollars from leaving my pocket though. That sounds lovely! Maybe... I’m on the fence. The spinach throws me off, really. But banana, strawberry, and kale is genuinely delicious. Not that they totally agreed with my stomach.

#*chats.#*jennie.

ohvnnie‌:

Becky sounds judgmental, but also like someone I would trust. I don’t know. Probably some kind of beer or alcohol. I can’t really remember. It might have been champagne.

Becky was definitely judgmental, but I was judging her right back. How in the world could that taste bad to you?! I mean, there are some less than delicious alcoholic beverages out there, but you still have got to tolerate them. It’s very important. Alcohol is very important.

#*chats.#*oh.

alyciajvasmin‌:

i hope you didn’t tell becky that she was right, because after her dirty look she doesn’t deserve to know that she was in fact right. what exactly was the drink that you ordered? it’s very rare to find a drink in a cafe that taste anything less than amazing. i need to know what to avoid next time i visit one. as for the worst drink i’ve ever tasted? um…it has to be this green tea drink that one of my co-stars had brought to work one day. they asked me to take a sip of it and i nearly threw up in my mouth because it tasted like ass. if ass had an actual taste— that would be it.

I would never admit to Becky she was right. I walked right out of that café with that terrible, terrible drink and acted as if Becky couldn’t have been more wrong. I’ve genuinely got no idea what I actually ordered because I’m pretty sure it was mucus in a cup... ANYWAY, green tea has some great herbal benefits! But so do many teas, so if that isn’t your style, I suggest you avoid it at all costs. I’m actually slightly curious as to what this drink was... Not that I want to taste ass or anything...

#*chats.#*alycia.

chanveolie‌:

I feel like we should just always trust Becky. The last time I went to America, I was with a group of people and we went to this diner where some of them ordered tomato juice and it was the worst. I personally went with orange juice, but I tried their tomato juice and it was disgusting.

I suppose I’ll have to now considering she was very much right about this shite drink. That sounds... Absolutely awful, honestly. Tomato juice with dinner? That’s genuinely horrible. Orange juice on the other hand... A compliment to anything. Especially champagne. I love a good mimosa.

#*chats.#*park.

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