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The grudge-holder (who didn't "win" the name) made her husband (and now father of the non-Emma) of three months move after her 16 year old pet rabbit died in their brand new, $400,000 house. So... there's that for perspective?

as much as I feel this should be starred, I cannot! Invoking the Becky in relation to a Mel Brooks film is damn near desecration of a sacred artifact! (I don't hyperbole. What.)

The number of Marty Feldmans in the comments is praiseworthy.

"Abby... Abby something."

Extremely important question: who puts leather armchairs in their bathroom?

Follow that by the cold shock of sitting bareassed on a leather chair in a poorly-heated room, she's really just trying to soothe her nethers

woah. I mean, Joe is one of the most common names ever, too. Jebus

That's so weird, Vagina Lasers is the name of my EDM group.

I actually just mumble "brrndn" now. It is my (not-so) secret shame

Oh that is sad and heartbreaking. :( I'm sorry.

Yeah, I guess it was. Except those characters remained civil to one another... I know it sounds like I just watched too many episodes of Friends and internalized this, but I swear it's true.

Sadly, no, because then I'd eat far more sandwiches with our pal Joey.

Every time the name Emma comes up, I have to tell this anecdote.

Oh my god. I missed the original post, and went back to read it. I don't think I've ever been so legitmately nauseated by a story before. So glad charges are being pressed and that this shitsack is being publicly outed.

It rather looks like he's in the middle of a verbal altercation with the photographer and shit is about to get physical... and not in the fun, Olivia Newton John kind of way.

Gerardo Mejìa...

It's damn enjoyable. Like many recent comedies, I felt it took a few episodes to find it's real rhythm, but you should definitely give it another try.

let us know when you find it. Or don't. I'd just be jealous.

Meanwhile, there are those of us planning weddings who are totally overwhelmed by the amount of shit we have to figure out: flowers, wedding parties, China patterns. The I only thing I actually understand is the lifelong partner bit. I would gladly trade my ambivalence/ignorance for the forethought and prescience…