But it looks like so much fun!

Can you imagine what accomplishments this woman could pull off if she dedicated her time to serious problems instead?

I...don’t think it padded your resume as much as you think it did.

I thought the whole point of joining a sorority was that you’re buying friends since you can’t make enough yourself.

I don’t know how anyone would be able to construct a complete sentence in that room. It has awful energy.

“You can say that again”

The outrage from the right over this is comical. You nominated a con-man! Of course he lied to you, of course he’s going to fuck you over! This was plain as fucking day, but goddamn if you suckers didn’t pick him anyway...

“....just made fools out of the people who elected you.”

He’s only saving us from himself.

Broken clock twice a day, etc. I won’t trust him to keep any promises or do anything noble, but if he bends to the will of the good guys every so often I’ll take it.

I’ve been so disgusted with Howard since he refused to release all his Trump interviews during the election last year. He said he was voting for Hillary but he sure did everything to protect his buddy Trump.

My name is Brian. What’s wrong with Brian?

First heartbeat is at 6 weeks, so technically she should have been playing a doubles match, which makes them both cheaters.

I’m guessing it will more like a Treyvon Martin thing — “oh, I was so afraid of the nasty homeless guy that I followed him as he was walking away and shot him twice! So afraid!”

I’m more curious as to how many of those obstacles could withstand my athleticism. (Read: not collapse under my immense weight)

Or “Give me a chance, I’ve changed since then. Can we pickup where we left off?”

‘did i really hurt you that bad that you don’t even want to be my friend?’

Years ago this controlling jerk dumped me...I was devastated...a couple years later, one of those I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS HAPPENED!! — moments happened: I was looking fabulous, outside having lunch on a sunny day with my best friend...I had just bought my own condo, had an awesome new job...and who walks by but…

I know right? I’m always impressed by people who can be civil about break ups. I found out last night that my first boyfriend (we broke up 5 years ago) is getting married and did I start screaming in a bar? Maybe. Am I fantasizing about lighting them both on fire? Perhaps.

The most incredible part of this story is that somebody is still interested in interviewing Russell Brand.