Jay Z always has this air of just not giving a fuck in general. He's basically like "fuck you, I got mine".

Jay-Z is not fooling anybody. He deals in facts only when the contents of his bank account are at stake. You can bet that if they were trying to end that deal because he didn't project the right image, he'd get real emotional real quick. He really is so gross and so shady (for this and so many other reasons), which…

Yes!

I just roll my eyes at black people who expect shit from Jay-Z. Jay- Z likes money above all things. The president of Barneys could come out tomorrow and say " fuck all these blackies and I don't want their dirty dark skin in my store, because they are criminals and savages" and Jay Z would call his accountant and say…

I'd say Jay Z is the greediest motherfucker on the planet, but he hasn't come out as a Republican.

Look, if covering my face in dangerous acids is wrong, I don't wanna be right.

Is it really, really fucked up that my take-away from this was "Oh what? It gets rid of acne scars?"

TL:DR About an old farmhouse.

Several years back, we got a rescue pup. Now rescue pup (RP) had a tendency to bark for attention, never sat still and was 100% fearless (no, seriously. He tried to make friends with a working lawnmower. Fucking fearless). Right around the time RP turned one, he still was fearless, barked for attention and had…

I have two stories, but I'll type the shorter one for now.

Serious suggestion to all pet owners: consider only buying locally-produced pet goods. Or at least pet goods produced in countries with generally better standards. It's no guarantee of safety, but it's usually one more safeguard against these situations.

Saw Flavor Flav eating McDonalds at the airport once and then took two Southwest flights with him. His luggage was Target bags and he had one full of clocks. When we landed he yelled, "PHOENIX, BOYYYYEE!"

CANADIAN POLITICAL CELEBRITY STORY:

I was at a hotel party where John Stamos was there and he walked into a glass door, fell backwards on his ass, and just lay there for about 10 seconds before he drunkenly got up and tried acting like nothing had happened.

Fucking crackers.

What a heartbreaking essay, but Daisy Coleman sounds like she's trying to turn this around to empower herself and other girls. She is so brave to tell her story, even at the risk of her own personal safety and all that her family has endured. When I was a teenager, I found myself in these situations so many times.…

Didn't Dax and her say they weren't going to get married until all gay people could? Weren't they one of those couples who talked about it CONSTANTLY? A lot of good things have happened but we're not there, ya know.

Bar Rafaeli is officially the Millhouse of modeling.