Dreamt dreamer dreamt dream dream DREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAM DREAMING DREAMERY dreeeeeeeeeam!!!!!!
That's all I got from the Katy Perry quote. She mad about something?

You know what? Me too.

I mean, clearly I may actually need to relax and calm down. But I certainly don't need to be told to unless it's being said while I'm also being handed plane tickets to a tropical location.

Oh fuck, "relax" is the other thing he's been saying. That results in: DON'T YOU TELL ME TO RELAX!

She'da ripped him a new one.

If I am calm it is only because I am taking the deep angry breath necessary to breathe fire.

I freak the fuck out. Seriously.

My husband has told me several times in the past week to calm down (he has never done this before, and I have been pretty irrational lately) and my response has, universally, been: DON'T YOU TELL ME TO CALM DOWN! So I admire this woman's restraint.

Holy shit, I am really sorry. That's seriously awful.

I too have spatula nails.

Can I come?!?

We learned nothing from the Brady reality show, I guess.

I am laughing very hard at your joke.

She fucking ALWAYS does this!

Everyone keeps telling me my baby looks like Gerber baby and you know what? This baby looks like my baby! I'm pissed I'm not making money on this shit.

I loved that collaboration. Loved it. My Liberty tea-canister is among my prized possessions.

Ehhhhhh, I usually love Lupe, but he lost me after all his railing against the misogyny in hip hop and then featuring Chris Brown on his new track. Pass.

Legit question.

I keep pizza in my wallet, Steve.

I'm American, but my Australian Shepherd will ONLY drink flat whites and won't even walk past a Charbucks, FWIW.