And here I thought a guy dressed up as a leprechaun playing awful bagpipes through the streets at 3am every night during MSU/ND game week was reason enough to hate those fucking jerks.

I didn't hear about that, but I guess I just assumed he was bound to make money off of it. I read his books and he's the most unlikeable despicable human to come out of Wall Street besides Madoff.

You just made my day.

I must have missed the ads you're referring to bc all I saw while they were promoting was unbelievably amazing 70's costumes and hair.

That's what I was afraid of. Every year, NYC has a marathon viewing of all the Oscar Nominated Best Pictures. I've never done it, but this year, I haven't seen a single one so I'm definitely doing it. Here's hoping it's in a 3D IMAX theater.

I still need to see Gravity, but I don't think it's playing in IMAX by me anymore. Did I lose my chance to really appreciate it? I don't think On Demand on my TV will really do it justice.

Rhythmic Labia Clap is my new band name.

Since I always assume the worst in people, I automatically figured that the senators in question had ties to big tobacco. I like my version of events better.

I am a total klutz forever and always. People that know me well enough call me Grace. It always makes me laugh.

Who should be more embarrassed that Kris Jenner and I have the same bikini? Me or her?

I think it all depends on the bridesmaid and her feelings. My sister, who is well into her 40s (I was a big oops) and has 2 kids, would probably kill me if I asked her to be a bridesmaid. We both are the epitome of 27 Dresses.

I was thinking the EXACT same thing. We should discuss in other parts of the internets

From now on, I will be including "how do you sex?" into my daily vocabulary. I won't discriminate. I'll ask everyone.

I wish! If you wanna sell airplanes, I can help you out, tho.

Ah, for me it's guess jeans, an IOU windbreaker and a choker from 5*7*9. Not necessarily all together, but those were my JAM back then.

THANK YOU! It looks like all the guys in my junior high circa 1995 that left the Sun-In in their hair for way too long.

You should be in casting. That's perfect.

You just made my day

I'm calling up the gas company today and informing them I no longer need their services. Strictly masturbatory heat in this house from now on!

I'm going tomorrow and buying all of the things.