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I think you may be construing this comment a little bit harshly. I think the larger point is that when she is called for roles, she is called to play roles that are marginal and quite probably one dimensional. No one is writing a show that centers around a 55 year old obese lesbian, or portrays said lesbian with any

I've tasted the Keebler coconut dreams...and I have to say it's a completely different experience than a Samoa. That it uses milk chocolate as opposed to dark chocolate must be the reason. For me the difference is intensely different. I cannot stand the taste of milk chocolate, and in the batch of coconut dreams I

I am always confused when people express admiration for either of these characters, to be honest. I think you're absolutely right, that Don is a sociopath and Betty has got 99 problems and fat is just one. I don't find either character admirable, but I find them fascinating as hell and sometimes find myself rooting

I'm not so sure about this. I re watched seasons 1 through four with commentary, and Weiner was LAVISH with his praise to say the least. He turned into a gushing little fan boy whenever she was on the screen, and he did that for Jon Hamm as well. I think JJ and Jon Hamm are his favorites.

I thought that this immersion idea was the key to the Rosetta Stone approach. if that's not the case I'll save myself the money and just go back to watching my german soap operas or hanging out at the beer hall. Although the latter may result in state dependent learning.

I'd be shocked if this isn't some kind of stunt for the Colbert Show...

I think Cheeto Bukkake essentially captures what is happening on Latrice's face.

I think Cheeto Bukkake essentially captures what is happening on Latrice's face.

I think Cheeto Bukkake essentially captures what is happening on Latrice's face.

You are not alooooone, I am here with yoouuuu! Though you're far awaaaaay, there are not tampons in our va-jaaaaaaays...

I Really didn't need more of a reason to love her, but I'll take it. My friend introduced her to me, and though we're not that close anymore, her giving me "when the pawn..." as a birthday present is still, hands down, one of the greatest gifts I've ever been given in my life.

I think the combination of the swamp and creek drying + Rick's primal scream of rage + Shane's gunshot + carl's Gunshot + the fact that Otis is no longer there to play bunny foo foo rounding up zombies and boppin' 'em on the head = Zombie horde on the farm. I think it's a cumulative effect.

Word. Someone needs to teach that kid how to do an Expecto Patronum - STAT.

These penguins are adorable. But I wish someone had told them that it's not necessary to don formal attire to board a plane anymore.

That salad dressing is no F*ing Joke. I am pretty sure they put a fine mixture of sugar and cocaine into it, hence the sublimely addictive properties.

I wish he'd had an argument with his wife before casting his son as Glenn the Creeper. I usually think the Mad Men casting choices are sublime, but this one just reeked of nepotism to me...

I don't have a baby. I don't plan on having a baby, and generally they fill me with a sense of dread. This story, however, just made my week. This was incredibly hilarious!

Get out of my brain please, thanks.

I feel kind of bad for Amanda Bynes, the amount of rage she must feel seeing Keenan Thompson on SNL every Saturday must be immeasurable.