OMG no kidding. That is a super super sexy picture. Ohhh man.

Shoot. I was hoping for a Hanukkah cookie.

It also sounds pretty simple to DIY. Then again, I'm southern and if there's one thing we know how to do here it's deep-fry absolutely anything.

For real.

jon ham looks like the creepy adult version of the annoying jurrassic park kid.

to be fair, vs hires very specific models — the kind with svelte, killer curves, AND the alien-high-fashion face. kate upton's body is very 'soft', and her face is beautiful in a traditional kind of way.

Congrats on inventing a plausible-sounding surname that has never appeared online, not even once.

That shit is major fuckin' pimp, son.

Confession: I recently named one of my boobs. The left one. It's name is Bobby Hill. Because it is always trying to peek out of my bra or shirt or bikini top, and I'm always catching it misbehaving, like, dangit, Bobby!

Ye gods. I had a beret phase. And they never ever ever looked good on me. Especially when teemed with — not a trench — but a duffle coat. Oh the humanity!

You can't even seem to navigate your own way through it let alone lead others, so I'll politely concede that it would not go well. Although I would suggest you actually read the article without going into full on "Girl Kill Everyone" mode. He simply states that the emotional toll and attention that a baby requires…

I'm glad someone else got in first with that because I don't even know where to begin with the outfits. The purple sparkly one cut away to reveal the wearer's tattoo? Classy, darl. Classy.

Looks more like there's no correlation with the screen name "VaginaNewNetwork" and having a grasp on how to use the English language.

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!

Taste the happy, BananaStandby.

No cartoon worship?! Over the line, Indonesia. Over the line. *draws imaginary line, steps over, pretends to slide down rainbow and onto the back of a unicorn*

Good point, blah blah, what I am really interested in is this Aryan Brotherhood kickball team. Am I a horrible person to admit that the image that conjures up just fills me with absolute delight. I mean, I saw the documentary on them on Netflix and fuck that gang is scary and evil.... but the idea of them getting…

I had to strip down to my underwear today to push a beached whale back into the ocean. Then, before I could get dressed again, but while I was flexing my rock hard abs, I got asked to judge a wet t-shirt contest in an air balloon. Then I base jumped out of the basket right into a horse carriage full of bridesmaids.…

Ahhh, logical indeed.