MARRY ME.

.... But only once you've established a career of your own and feel ready to pick a life partner as opposed to a life anchor!

... How do those engineers sleep at nights.

He was a writing major, and

I suspect there's a T-shirt printing company pulling an all-nighter tonight.

Let's thank his benevolence Donald Trump for offering her preemptive pardon on behalf of humanity in exchange for wet fellatio.

*puts spoonful of yogurt down*

You got it, 'splay it, brah.

I buy the atrophied brain from too much leisure and lack of stress. Nice to know there's a downside to gazillionairism.

Eeeeehhhh.

My bitch is horny.

KStew's relationship to the public has high school ex written all over it.

Tidus' voice ruins lives and emotions.

Recruiting spoiled post-pubscent child stars into your cause. Sells crazy right away.

Vampyr!

A lot of long and thoughtful paragraphs have been written in reply to this but I feel like "You think you hot sh!t but you ain't tho!" sums up the public's reaction to her pretty well.

There's no room in the curriculum. We already have Racquetball and Midnight Handjobs That Will Never Again Be Spoken Of 102. Kidding but not really.

What a ridiculous thing to say. Applying your personal (and slightly deluded as all art is derivative) philosophy to other people's art is borderline laughable.

Sometimes elders need to be reminded that the future belongs to the young.

It's a visual representation of the fact that...sexuality is fluid.

10 years of Everybody Loves Raymond. I need some pretty now. Not a lot of pretty but some.