More about Mel B and Posh feuding, please.

The thing we forget about actors is they’re gonna turn into Crazy Grandparents someday just like the rest of us.

Home House Estates? What, was Definitely Not A Fake Business taken?

Uh, yeah... We hate to tell you this, Mr. Dear, but this... you’re actually not in heaven, per-se... No. I understand. But you killed people, so this is actually hell. Sure. Yep. Unborn babies. I hear you, but sadly you’re staying here... In hell.

God, I love German.

Can I use one of their faces to smash the second face into the third?

This question gave me a rash.

Re: that photo...

My bad.

Are we supposed to not tolerate her because she’s religious? I’m confused at who should have a right to their feelings.

Well, this was dramatic. She doesn’t owe it to anyone to agree with the lifestyle, so long as she isn’t impinging on others’ freedoms. Sounds like she’s pretty reasonable, TBH.

I haven’t worn pads in AGES, but there is nothing worse than standing up from sitting for a long time and feeling that goooosh come out your body. Ladies have it hard, yo.

Ugh, the massage thing is so awful. So horribly disgusting.

He likes peen, right? I’ve only seen a half-season involving him, but he’s totally into peen, right?

Oh my God, have I been there...

Ooooh, so much meth. So. Much. Meth.

Retouching is tough. Not making excuses for this cover, but who knows what the retoucher went through. I once had to spend like three weeks trying to make Richard Petty not look like a skeleton wearing Depends under his Lee jeans. Between client and art director revisions, I could barely see straight. Not condoning…

More fearless girls, please!

I watched 13 hours of VR on Saturday because my jerk friends got me hooked on it. Let me just say, Tom could’ve used some coke that time it took him a week and a half to incorrectly put together an Ikea coffee table.

Bonnie Raitt was my dad’s hall pass... because c’mon, of course she was.