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Yes! I bought some Clinique pen concealer that everyone went ON and ON about in reviews, after seeing it in some famous makeup guru's youtube video where she used it (and maybe used high lighting to gloss over the fact that it didn't work), and I'm so unimpressed. People have low standards. It did nothing.

Not me. I read a billion reviews for this product:

What frustrates me is how often products will swear that they will "fix" a problem. Dry skin, wrinkles, those undereye circles, sparse eyelashes, and 99% of the time, you get that product home, and it does NOTHING.

Same with Cary Grant.

I don't know what happened there, but Diane Lane, just because she's white and hot, doesn't necessarily have problems. Just like that white, hot model got killed because she refused to acknowledge that her Olympic champion hero might have been an abusive jerk.

It's not a popular stance in this particular case, but I never think we should convict based on hearsay. Many people were upset that OJ got off, but I thought it was a good moment in our judicial history, where people can't just be sentenced to life in prison because people really, really, really think he did it just

Or perhaps your subconscious would have been so distraught at being denied your pacifier, instead of just letting you naturally give it up, made you seek it out.

You know what I find weird? All the mommy drive-bys on bottles and pacifiers, of all things. I have yet to find an adult toting around a pacifier and a bottle, so what on earth is all the hand-wringing about the appropriate age for children to give them up? Same with toilet training. Honestly, being a month old

I missed cocktails SO MUCH. I told my friends that in lieu of baby gifts, they should just show up with giant vats of margaritas after the baby was born.

First of all, the autism. Tracie incorrectly read the paper on women having asthma, allergies, or autoimmune diseases because the conclusion of the paper said this:

I'm too distracted by the shiny, shiny backsplash. You people who know kitchens know what I mean.

I was just watching some documentaries last night, and they highlighted the prevalence of "Massage Shops" that have sprung up around various cities. When inspectors - who know the true nature of the shops because the shops themselves advertise with naked women and mentions of sex - show up unannounced and talk to the

Ha!

Someone explain what happened to Darryl Hannah's face so that I never, ever do that.

Gosh, I miss House. That was the best show.

They can't even bear to let people into the area to pray without charging them money after a certain time

SO well said. It's not that there isn't a place for it, but it seems like we have to pander to the lowest common denominator in all our art now.

This is wonderful.

I don't know. When authors and musicians and artists make novels and songs and paintings that have pedo themes, or have something that's edgy and offensive, we call it art. Why do we give them a pass and not frat guys, who are also trying to be cool by being edgy and offensive?

Look, I'm not interested in fighting about this. I'm absolutely of two minds about the Women of the Wall, and I think there are a number of women that are legitimately there and want to pray sincerely, but you have to agree that the loudest enforcers aren't there for prayer or for worship, but for political reasons.