As a former competitive gymnast, I can say that myself and my teammates all liked that our leos were sparkly for competition. Most of us even had sparkly shit just for practice.

Formerly, the practice was to measure a room from wall to wall.

Aren’t ALL his buildings pretty much blights wherever they are? My son had to go to Vegas for a music competition in the spring and when he came home he said, “Man, screw Donald Trump.” Thinking I had missed something in the electoral season, I said, “What’d he say now?” and he said, “No, his damn building in Vegas.…

He does know that she’s at the Olympics, not $100,000 Pyramid, right?

.....sigh.....yet another tired example of a “straight” guy (with wife/kid to prove it!), wanting to be as near to seeing/touching/sucking another guy’s dick, without actually doing it..........these dudes are so tired.......

It’s like, if your last name is Johnson, Wiener, Dick, Rod, or Wang, maaaaybedon’t name your kid an adjective.

There is less than nothing surprising about a straight (allegedly) man being completely ignorant about the gay life/lifestyle, but he should be absolutely dragged for revealing identifying info about these athletes / human beings and potentially putting them in harms way.

I don’t think I’ll be uncrossing my legs for awhile. Holy hell.

LOL! This reminds me of years ago when my husband was a cop. He came home and said, “Ask me what I did today.” I did so, warily, and he said, “I responded to a call where I had to stop traffic so swans could cross the street. SWANS. I stood in the middle of the street and held traffic while swans crossed. I never…

Oh, I think she’s searching for something Fun with a F that pays Money with a M. Yeah, aren’t we all?

The “switch glitch” happened to me for the first time last night. I didn’t get lucky; I had caught a Dratini, then poof, it was a run-of-the mill Eevee.

I wish people like him realized we don’t all get to “decide what to do with our lives”. For most of us, we just do whatever we are qualified to do to pay our bills, and that is ok.

I knew Jezebel would be a safe place to post this because all I get from him is that I am crazy and I am controlling (you know for not wanting him out til 5am all the time).

My response, out loud, to reading the intro to this story: “Who the hell tackles a flamingo?” Making that probably only the 10th strangest sentence I’ve said this year in response to a news story.

Weeping because this is so real - and make sure you pour one out for the beautiful wood that gets painted.

That pink and green monstrosity? Yeah, that looks like what my mother did do my bedroom as a “present” for my 10th birthday. Then she yelled at me when I cried. I think I cried because it showed how little she knew about me that she thought I would like it. We moved into a new house when I was 14 and my room had…

TSA straight up stole a jar of peanut butter from me a few years ago in my checked baggage. “Safety hazard”, my ass. I am still pissed about it.

Thanks for the serious response. So where do all our Olympic athetes train and where were our Olympic trials held?

Also Ben Affleck is aging like a reverse Ross Geller.

If it weren’t for my husband having to watch absolutely everything sorts-related, we could give up cable/satellite. It’s infuriating. I think he could live with a Sling subscription, but good luck convincing him of that. He might miss some random BMX/hockey/golf/NASCAR/bocce ball event.