I would die if I heard my dad refer to my existence as the moment when his "spunk took hold and ignited the fire in [my] mom's belly. " Way to be completely disgusting.

No, the article missed the point. The original article, which was of little significance, had a short piece of this Selter woman using social media to draw attention to her fitness business. It was not even about "butts" as an aesthetic, but a woman's rather unusual marketing tactics. No one said no one had big butts…

I would take an aftersex selfie, but I'm pretty sure a picture of me waving would be pointless.

I kind of always just assumed the Bob Saget voice was how Ted hears his own voice in his head? Like you know how you hear your voice in your head, but then when you hear a recording of your voice, you're like "the fuck? I sound like that?"

I can't believe he just didn't have Bob Saget voice anymore. What if Ted had turned into Bob Saget? That would have been perfection. That being said, I feel so vindicated right now that I stopped watching this show around the time when Marshall's dad died and never looked back. IT FEELS SO GOOD TO BE FREE.

I can't even.

Sorry Jezzies, can't focus on the Dirt Bag right now. The HIMYM finale last night has me feeling all of the bad feelings.

And lots of women love politics, make up, video games and weddings. Some of the less "girly" topics might not be coming up because everyone is assuming that no one is interested in them. Time to introduce some new topics LW1 and see how they go.

If you've never met a woman with whom you can talk about a variety of interesting, engaging topics, you've either been extremely sheltered or you're not good at conversation.

Walter is obviously their Sketchy Jeff.

Farrah has set the standards high for ugly cry so Beyonce looked fucking gorgeous.

Now I've become one of those middle-aged women who looks out for young women on public transportation. I can think of two times when I was traveling alone as a teenager when a nice older lady saved me from a creep.

Was all this photoshopping REALLY necessary? The cab? The scarf? The lady? The designer at this job either really loves the absurdity of it all OR cries at their desk daily.

If there were any justice in the world you would get to confront Nancy Grace about your ruined eyeliner on a cable news show and yell incoherently at her. Preferably while the eyeliner brush was still sticking out of your eyeball dramatically. Usually I blame Obama for everything- "I broke a nail. Bet that's not…

I can't stop laughing at the ending. "Actually, Nancy...we just have to get to the weather." Yes, we have a show to run here, we can't just sit around all day yelling about porn.

This seems appropriate.

This is BRILLIANT.