White male “creative geniuses”, that is. Do women and POC megalomaniacal jerks get away with this shit on set?

This is why I don’t get the love Jennifer Lawrence seems to have for him.

The amount of leeway granted to “creative geniuses” boggles the mind.

It looks like they took the background from Scarface and made it into a jacket. A $2k jacket, no less.

I’m pissed at all the people who watched him being an asshole to her over and over, and didn’t have the guts to say or do anything. I guess its not their fault, but its disappointing. The whole situation sucks. It puts everyone in a shitty position when one powerful asshole decides to act like a tyrant.

University of Southern Cornholio.

Bwahahaha. I would have guessed that jacket came from an airbrush tee shirt stand on Venice Beach. Or Miami Beach.

Sometimes the title “Dirtbag” is more apt than others.

Well Brittany sucks anyway, she never appreciated my cashmere and forearm combo. Cuffed sweater for days.

And then you probably end up trying to win Brittany’s love in a ski competition, before realizing your good friend Denise was the one you should have been with all along.

I had this exact thing happen to me in a meeting a couple weeks ago and launched into a barrage of profanity when I discovered this transgression. Fake sour apple is objectively the worst flavor, it’s the Donald Trump of candy flavors. Lime 4 Lyfe.

Now you’re getting into the whole “should you change your sheets more often if your cash and prizes are jangling against them all night” thing.

If you’re wearing a sweater and you roll up your sleeves, Brad and Chip are going to look askance and Brittany isn’t going to want to be seen with you. Don’t let Mumsy find out, either.

I want to know who is putting on underwear to go to sleep?!

If I shower at night, it’s a pair of athletic shorts and no underwear and I’m usually not even sleeping in those!

*This is different if I have to leave the house, but if it’s at “night” I’m operating under the assummption that it’s to hang on the couch and then…

Speaking of candy changing flavors...I bought a package of Skittles for the first time in a few years the other day and imagine my shock and disappointment when I found out they changed the best flavor (lime, obviously), to perhaps the worst candy flavor on earth: sour apple. I wish the candy industry would stop…

I think that if you take a shower at night and then put on a fresh pair of boxers to sleep in, you’re free to wear that pair to work the next day. Am I wrong in thinking this is acceptable behavior?

Yeah, but then you’re making life decisions based off a Youtube video about rolling your fucking sleeves.

The streak is alive!

My face is already quite punchable.