It's just star dust, people, Saint Angelina can do no wrong.

Yeah, I don't get it either. Especially since surely all the makeup artist has to do is take a quick picture of their client with flash, and look at the picture to see if this is going on.

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I'm really not surprised. I don't know why but I just always assumed it was something that started out being racist but it caught on and lost meaning for a ton of people and unless called out on it they never put two and two together. Like when someone says they were gypped or they're gonna jerry rig something. Also,…

i got up early to make it to rockefeller center before 8 to catch her live. the front row was basically all drag queens. best tuesday morning ever.

At least she's not Michelle: http://poormichelle.com/

Well, to be fair, $60,000 for a drive-in closet is pretty ostentatious.

I'm going to focus on the most important item in this article, and that is the aforementioned bunny. Inquiring minds need to know: is he pretending that baby carrot in his mouth is a cigarette? Did he just come off a hard shift at work?

Bieber looks like the hero of his own cowboy romance novel. He tames stallions, but who can tame his heart? (Shudder.)

This makes me see red.

Gluten Intolerant/Gluten Allergic /Gluten Sensitivity is an actual thing.

My pibble was looking like such a concerned mamma while I was playing this video. She started trying to search under the couch.

I got a new puppy right when I was studying for my licensing exam, and I had to rig up the weirdest configurations to study in because for a solid week he would cry pathetically any time he was not in my lap. Like he was being tortured, seriously. And both he and my textbook were gigantic.

I had a friend who's mom made her a Red Velvet cake to celebrate her first period. I think that would be enough to horrify my away from red velvet cake for a while.

If I had acted like the woman in the story (NOT THAT I EVER WOULD), I would never ever ever go back in embarrassment. I've like, tripped on stuff where employees could see me, and never gone back because I was embarrassed. I don't care if it's the only restaurant in a 20 mile radius. Guess I'm just cooking every…

It's not a bathroom story, but these remind me of one of my SO's worst restaurant experiences. He was a manager working at a nicer (20-30 an entree) bar/restaurant in a city known for it's older, wealthy population. At a table near the middle if the restaurant was an older man and his plastic, much younger gf, and…

This post just kinda reinforced my notions that people are assholes to people in the service industry. NOTE TO ASSHOLES: if you are the last table in the restaurant, it's time to go. Does not matter if you've been there for only 5 minutes and it's the anniversary of your first spit-swap. You are holding up a bunch of…