Ouagadougou and Other Cute New Baby Names Inspired by Country Capitals
For the next baby boom, here are names sure to capture the hearts and minds of millennials in the first world.
For the next baby boom, here are names sure to capture the hearts and minds of millennials in the first world.
Boeing has (allegedly) already tied Juice’s murder record and has now turned its attention to beating his rushing yards.
Thorne says she will do a lot of research, including finding out what exactly badminton is.
The ScrubDaddy is the greatest thing to grace this Earth since the SquattyPotty which is the greatest thing since air conditioning. When God created Daddy, soap squirted and bubbles blew. That was long ago, but more recently, ScrubDaddy found his Eve. ScrubMommy is a straight-up hottie. Pretty and usually pink. When she’s not, that’s okay; all colors are welcome. She has Daddy’s original scrubber, but also a sponge side because women are the modded version of men. She’s dual-sided because
When you took all those Buzzfeed personality quizzes back in 2014 (or five minutes ago), you always wished there was one that accounted for the long-lasting ramifications of American history.
From the minds behind “Shlomo’s Appendectomy” and the queer story “How Zeyde became Bubbe,”
“I mean hurricanes in New Orleans, fires in California — those things are expected,” he explained, “but an earthquake in New York?! That’s where I draw the line. My parents are still shaken up about it, especially because they felt it more than others in their building. Because they’re higher up. Well, because they’re on the top floor. I mean, because they’re in the penthouse.”
I feel like I’m lost here. I’ve got a few guesses, like papering might be when two girls lie flat, like paper. And maybe rocking involves a rocking chair? That might explain why my aunt and her roommate like that piece of furniture so much.
After the smoke cleared and adrenaline levels returned to normal, the student body was met with tragic news: the shots had missed the local improv troupes.
“So, I heard there was a coyote running around campus the other day, wreaking havoc…heh…pathetic.” *I stand up from my chair, my large black boots hitting the ground. I have on a tight black top with a leather miniskirt and fishnets. I open my emerald green orbs and smile the smile of someone who is the opposite of sane.* “You want to know my name?” I growl. “Since when has any1 wanted 2 know my name?” “Most days, I lurk