Ha - I was at the same screening, and many times throughout caught myself thinking "I wonder if my hair could look like hers!"

I SHALL SMOOCH EVERY FLAT MUZZLE FIFTY TIMES.

that's a dewlap =)

I'm glad I'm not the only one who thought that!

See, this is what happens when you start allowing the gays to get married! It's a slippery slope, my friends. What next? A cross-dressing feathered pedophile marrying a pubescent Jewish unicorn? An amphibious Vietnamese telemarketer marrying a hunchbacked short-fingered half-stack?

Viva le revolucion!

(Seriously, rich people on Instagram are the reason I understand The Terror).

No. Actually, asking someone to stop a discussion in order to give you a race or feminism or ablism 101 class is a derailment tactic used all the time. It's used to shut down discussion—not enrich it. If you don't know what people are talking about, it's your responsibility to use your god-given ability to google…

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Did you not understand the "educate YOURSELF" part of her comment? I believe in you—you are perfectly capable of following a link provided and reading about the Hottentot Venus's significance.

Jesus, this old argument.

Really? I don't think you have to reach too far beyond Sara Baartman. Especially when the "theme" is an ancient African culture. Especially when you're talking about a bitch who showed up painted like a geisha less than a year ago.

Attention, naysayers! Allow me to submit for your shutting-the-fuck-up now, Hottentot Venus. Educate yourself because I no longer have the patience.

The power of the non-binding resolution compels you!

oh, hi Willow!

Yet another edition to Nicholas Sparks: The Attractive White People Falling In Love And Facing Challenges Series.

It would make a kickass username. Fat Woman Look Here.

I don't believe Tracy is actually injured and in critical condition. Hes probably just pretending to be in the hospital to escape the pressures of stardom. Hes actually holed up in a warehouse somewhere ordering pizza with one slice taken out of it so he can pretend he's eating Pac-Man. Right?!

I named my pug Fancy after the Reba McEntire song, which is my go-to for karaoke, AND I love the Iggy Azalea version. Basically, all my Fancy dreams are coming true these days.

Chet, your Dad starred in a movie wherein his character just happens to be in all of the right places at all of the right times to make history and do incredible things AND he has sex with Robin Wright. If you're looking for the devil's hand in Hollywood, look no further than the Faustian dresmscape that put you…