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One night President Obama and his wife Michelle decided to do something out of routine and go for a casual dinner at a restaurant that wasn’t too luxurious. When they were seated, the owner of the restaurant asked the President’s Secret Service if he could please speak to the First Lady in private. They obliged and Michelle had a conversation with the owner. Following this conversation President Obama asked Michelle, “Why was he so interested in talking to you?” She mentioned that in her teenage years, he had been madly in love with her. President Obama then said, “So if you had married him, you would now be the owner of this lovely restaurant,” to which Michelle responded, “No. If I had married him, he would now be the President.”

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Jimmy Kimmel Tricked People At Coachella Into Professing Their Love For Bands That Don’t Exist
I love this clip. I love it so much. So, so much. Like, T—-H—-I—-S much. Here’s what’s happened: Jimmy Kimmel Live sent a correspondent to Coachella to ask some of the quasi-hippies in attendance about a bunch of hip, new bands that played this year’s festival. As you can imagine, people were very excited to talk about how much they love the innovative, fun sound of bands like The Chelsea Clintons, or how they used to spin Two Door Cinema Club’s debut album, DJ Cormeal, on their Canadian community radio station, like, all the time.

THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN

yes yes a thousand times yes

Can we just appreciate that when a white dude in a war bonnet and face paint showed up the interviewer said “did you know Coachella is a Native American word for ‘dumb white guy?’”

THIS IS EVERYTHING

    Eddie Redmayne is rapidly shrinking into the slippery dark brown leather sofa upon which he sits, his head is disappearing under the neckline of his navy blue jumper, and his hands are raised ready to cover his ears. The cause of his discomfort? Me, sadly, as I read aloud some comments I’ve found on the various fansites dedicated to his very being.

    “Eddie: Flawless, ethereal, could ‘get it’ wearing tweed any day of the week,” I read out to him. “Wearing tweed?” he repeats in his very British accent, following it with a huge burst of laughter. “Eddie is possibly the best human in the world,” I continue, as he shrinks further. “Oh, God!”

    “Eddie is so charming, and I am legit attracted to him.”

    “Legit?” he guffaws. “LEGIT?”

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Historic.

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