"that's when I tune out as it's usually some diatribe epitomizing the failure of American education."

You sound like you'd be really fun at a party.

That's ridiculous. I can think of nothing more uplifting than a story about a schizophrenic economist.

K4K is also a borderline scam.

Marcel was eliminated because no one wants to seriously marry a shell with shoes on.

Eh, they thrive financially. The elder Kardashian children have had three stepparents and a father who died when they were teenagers or young adults. Kim's been divorced twice, Kourtney's partner has substance abuse problems, Khloe's husband has substance abuse problems and cheated on her, and Rob seems to have…

alternative theory- tabs have been speculating so long, she just picked and chose from them and barely had to plan her own wedding.

You know what... this is a good one. This *does* look like the face of a feline with strong opinions who's not shy about sharing them. Also, clearly a resemblance b/c of Lena's cat-eye

It's telling, still, that the best and most practical idea I heard all weekend is predicated on the worst, most misogynist impulses. From a sorority sister of mine whose actual sister—also a UVA alum—is now a police officer who works with victimized women: "Make it a taboo for frat boys to hook up with blackout…

bigger sparkly red girl and bigger green shirt girl were the starz

I saw like only two edits...Mr. Pankey...how much cardio do ya do?

FRIES MUST BE EATEN FIRST. COLD MEAT IS EDIBLE. COLD FRIES ARE FUCKING TERRIBLE.

Think "I'd like to speak with a manager" haircuts and (OMG real) Coach bags (from the seasons ago.)

I wore my mom's dress. As she handed over the box to me, she said, "I'm sure you will have to take it in A LOT. I was very chunky in 1968." Cut to me trying on the dress a few weeks later at the alteration place. Dress fit me like a glove. That was like delayed shade.

I bought my wedding dress in a city where none of my friends or relatives lived because we had just moved when we decided to get married. I went shopping alone. I thought it was going to be sad but it was nice, I could really chose what I liked the most. When I was trying on my favorite dress the mother of another…

wait

I have never been so emotionally invested in food as I have been while pregnant. I ate pancakes yesterday, that shit was spiritual

The MoH couldn't cancel her airfare for the destination wedding and ended up haunting the same resort area during the wedding, posting selfies from the bar.

I love how the nutrition facts suggests something like 2 Thin Mints as one serving. Don't they mean one sleeve of cookies 'cuz that's how I roll?