OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOKLAHOMA where the wind comes sweepin’ down the plain...

because it’s none of your business, that’s why.

One of the NASA people are already on that.

They never took a doggie bag home and they never touched Golem Jesus’s meal.

One of my favorite Tumblr posts is someone saying something about how great it would be if they eventually made a picture about Leo’s life and the actor playing Leo won the Oscar for it.

Well, I don’t know if you should bang the guy, but I sure enjoyed your story! Meh, I’ll just go ahead an say skip it. In a year you’ll look back and be thankful that you didn’t. Plus he won’t be as gorgeous a year from now as you thought he was. Happened to me once, and I’m glad I didn’t go there.

If you ever run into Bryan Cranston Bobby, I think you should just reach over and rub his belly and give him a smile and a wink.

First, as to the question at hand: I did my Master’s thesis, at least in part, on Michael Jackson. He was a fascinating character. I’m happy to share some tidbits if people want to hear them.

OMG DANCING WITH THE CARS.

The Man and His Daughter Walk Away, Hopefully Forever

When I was a kid I played the accordion. I wrote “Weird” Al a fan letter that was basically.

I created a burner just so I can post this, but it won't post and whatever. I'm not ashamed.

Sorry to hear that...Jimmy is a true Christian, unlike those charlatans in the Republican Party.

Hey! Here’s an idea. All the 18+ Duggar “kids” similtaneously enlist in the army on active service. Their reality show will be called D-Troop, and will follow the hijinks of Duggars digging up and disabling IEDs. Each week it will be like Ten Little Indians — will Jesus save them, or will He not?

You know what’s amazing to me? That you dipshits consistently seem to think I won’t go into the grays to ban the living fuck out of you.

Like, whatever I guess, they’ve been married for 20 years and obviously this dynamic works for them. It makes me knee-jerk grossed out to read these comments now, but there are a million kinks and relationship types and preferences I will never understand, nor do I need to.

I love that man, I love that man!