I came here to post the same thing; that omission was a crime. Bobby Finger’s sentence: Watch “You’ve got mail” 5x.

Clearly you have never been to an Oktoberfest celebration.

If I want Sephora, I need to venture into JC Penneys. It seems like an odd pairing.

I will wear Urban Decay eyeliner until the day I die.

I don’t care what color you are—nobody, NOBODY, wants store-bought dishes. The Costco brownie muffin things. The tub of spinach dip from the deli. The plastic-wrapped cheese log. Just no.

It’s easy to say “let’s focus less on labels” when it is not your label that is being stripped from you.

The same can be said about his campaign financing. He’s a doofus of the highest order, but he’s spending his own money. His “special interest” is his ego. Every other candidate is beholden to donors: insurance companies, unions, banks, corporations, super-pacs, etc.

She makes good shoes. She’s a better shoe saleswoman than she is a singer.

You can all fight over David. I’m happy over here with my ABC boyfriend. He’s THE BEST!

Wait. This isn’t right. He played Percy. You posted a photo of Del (with Mr. Jingles)

If I had to write a character that was the exact opposite from someone who would host a morning news program, that individual would look, talk and laugh just like George. He seems nice enough, but he’s charmless, boring and stale to no end.

Take a load of that!

I was a substitute teacher in the 90s, and a 6th grade girl was pregnant. It wasn’t out of the ordinary to see pregnant girls in 8th or 9th grade.

He was all kinds of awesome in Mask.

I came to post the same thing. Cameron Diaz tops her my beloved Meryl? This world is unjust.

I’m not a regular beer drinker either, but I have found that wheat beers often are skunky and strong. Darker beers and browns, the malty beers, tend to be much smoother.

It’s totally widespread. I hear people saying that they are grateful that Trump is “stirring the pot.” Oy!

Thank you! This makes me want to cry for all the small-chested skinny girls who are taunted and teased for being “flat.” Society constantly chastises for “fat-shaming,” but it’s totally okay to refer to small bodies as “ridiculous.” The “real women have curves” campaign is brutal; it really is. Girls who have small…

I never want someone to stay in a marriage if that individual is unhappy, and yet, I’m seeing my peers drawing crazy lines in the sand. I constantly hear, “I just can’t deal with ___ anymore.” The deal breakers have gotten so casual. It used to be “He hit me; I’m leaving.” Now it’s “I can’t stand the way he spends too…

Totally and completely agreed. I totally hate myself for being on this site right now. Ugh!