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can we talk about how dirty these nails are?!

Michael Pitt..... Mmmmm.

God, I love that movie. Makes me want to go back and watch all the films they're interspersed with in those shots.

The women have a chola steampunk fashion vibe going. I like it.

Sweet squalling baby Jesus, Scott Eastwood is gorgeous.

He's so sleepy that he can't contain his eye-rolling or his script-reading. Bless him.

That's a lie. You can TOTALLY spay dogs before the first heat, and many vets say you SHOULD. You can't do it too early but by 5-6 months of age, it's time.

The Beyonce Transitive Rule of Feminist Theory has just been born.

You've just ruined cum for everybody.

oh god, I've long said that oysters have a texture like cum.

Jihad me at hello.

Diet Coke? No way. Now... 50 cans of Fresca a day, I could totally get down with that because Fresca, while not at all delicious, is eminently drinkable. I don't know why, because I don't even like it, but it constantly manages to find its way into my mouth.

Saved! Such an overlooked gem of a movie.

I ate dinner at the table across from him earlier this month and his forearms were totally distracting. I specifically limited myself to one cocktail so I wouldn't be the obnoxious chick he didn't know yelling "TAKE YOUR SHIRT OFF" from across the room.

I miss every inch of Elliot Stabler.

You can still rent Oz on DVD. They call him something different, but the forearms are still there.

This piece of shit will keep his job while michael sam will have to defend himself against allegations of being a great guy.

They really should hand out bail bondsmen business cards with each neck tattoo.

"Someone you like has boring hair!"