Watching a full season of bad TV on DVD?
Fuck yeah!
Having it end in a cliffhanger for a season you don’t have?
No.
Fuck Yeah? No.
We do not admire.
We just judge.
Running yourself a lovely warm bath in mid-winter?
Fuck yeah!
10 minutes in realising you’re bored and poached?
No.
Making a fucking epic hot chocolate when it starts to get chilly?
Fuck Yeah!
Running out of milk halfway through?
No.
Finding that fuckyeah__ blog that tantalises your senses?
Fuck yeah!
Having three lazy-as-fuck-moderators post infrequently?
No.
Ability to shoop, cut and paste images together?
Fuck yeah!
Wasting this ability to make crappy protest posters that no one is really going to take seriously?
No.
Discovering amazing eyeshadow colours?
Fuck yeah!
Abusing them?
No.
Toasty warm socks?
Fuck yeah!
Discovering they have a hole?
No.
Ejaculating?
Fuck yeah!
Getting it all over yourself?
No.
Fabulous new stockings?
Fuck yeah!
Getting a ladder in them the first time you wear them out?
No.
Scary Movie 1 & 2?
Fuck yeah! (well I liked them)
Everything after that?
No.
