I love the comments from people who are like “I’m going to burn my Firefly DVDs.” That’s ok; Joss still gets to keep the money you paid for them.

I bet she got it at So Good.

Spicy food is full of antimicrobials, so it’ll kill off any germs in the “no-no foods,” anyway. :)

YESSSSSSSSS.

I think once during an interview she said something along the lines of she knows she can go out any night and get laid. And I do not doubt her one little bit.

YES.

I kind of like the smell of Old Spice (my late uncle used it, so fond rembrances). Let’s say stale cigarettes and Brut.

A dick, and also my hero. Well done.

I kind of love statstics, but indeed, calculus can die a slow painful death. Fuck you, Newton and Leibniz.

I like that dream guy.

The fuck?! I’m so sorry.

I know! He and Terry Crews are both so much better than this. I’d rather watch Trejo’s Brady Bunch Snickers commercial on a loop for two hours than this racist trash.

They’re called curb cuts. Along a busy street in my neighborhood, the sidewalk somehow is very steep, and there is no curb cut to cross an alleyway. I have no idea how people with strollers or in wheelchairs can possibly navigate it.

She was boning David Arquette all those years. I think everyone was like, “Uh, OK, if that’s your taste in men, we’ll just never think about you having sex ever.”

I read it as being shady, too.

You fools! That was your chance to escape!

Yeah, 30 grams of coke, 125 of pot, and a few dozen pills and tabs of “a drug similar to LSD” is basically a Saturday night, not a drug cartel.

YEP YEP YEP YEP. And of course they’d all burst into tears after you caught them and say “I have money. I can pay for it.” Of course you can, you little privileged shit.

Yeah, like half of her is normal, and half is tweaking.

Must have been a shit-ass pediatrician if they’re thinking a crash diet is ever a good idea for a child (or anyone, really).