In news relating to EAT IT! I have discovered a new variation of the phrase, in one of Miss Alli's excellent TAR recaps:
There's something to be said for that feeling when you watch someone you're swoony about do something he's good at: "That's right, bitches. Going home with me! Snack on it!"
I am totally going to start saying "Snack on it!" all the time now. Also, I love the sentiment in this particular context SO MUCH.
They have "long" gauchos in the same fabric that I am also wanting: [link]
Those aren't long gauchos. Those are palazzo pants. Which I will let continue to exist when I come to power.
"long" gauchos in the same fabric
What makes them long gauchos, and not just yoga pants?
What makes them long gauchos, and not just yoga pants?
I'd guess the wideness. But that makes them palazzo pants to me.
But they don't have to be gauchos to be made of this fabric, see? Liberate yourself.
I was going to say, that makes them yoga pants, but now I see.
Freaky. I hope he's a Brazillionaire.
How many zeroes is that, again?
Jessica Simpson said so.
It's time we had the buffalo wings talk, isn't it?
They come from tuna in the chicken, right??
I like the assumption that while you may have committed crimes against humanity, you wouldn't lie about it on your application.
We're polite enough to give you the one chance to come clean. However, if it turns out the applicant lied about not being a war criminal, it is justification for giving them the deportation boot.
Immigration Judge: "Yeah, yeah, mass murderer, blah blah. Who isn't harbouring buttloads of them? Oh wait, LIED on the precious form? Court clerk, open up a super-sized can of Deport-ass! We don't like killers but we HATE subverters of the holy process ..."