“It’s a time for black British women to just be. There’s so much healing in that.”
"You have just sent a nudge!"
"I’m just gonna watch one more episeason…"
Could you handle being editor-in-chief?
The Krusty Krab or Bob's Burgers?
Can you talk your way into a new job?
Moral of the story: Say NOTHING.
No more sweaty tube rides.
How can you not love her?
So many books, so little time...
What do your casting choices say about you?
Right, so I think I'm low porosity.
"Except for the fact it was my birthday. My stupid birthday."
"I. DROPPED THE SCREW. IN THE TUNA!"
"I am 365 so stressed."
When is she ever not?
Can they just go away already?
How much of an Orbit are you?