omg what would you do if you saw someone in a full roman toga at the airport

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Also forgot Martina McBride's Independence Day and Patty Loveless's You Can Feel Bad.

harley and ivy are the best. i love their comparatively healthy relationship when juxtaposed to harley and the joker. IVY IS SO SUPPORTIVE.

I am... weirdly down for Expendabelles? Let's nominate some badasses to be in the cast:

Oh my god, he sounds like a tiny, 1920s gangster.

Someone needs to teach him James Cagney's "You dirty rat" speech ASAP.

You just don't understand how gritty and serious and gritty and gritty they are. I mean, duh. They're for adults. Adults. Any fun or bright colors might indicate kids are part of the expected demographic for this movie.

A bland, colorless costume to fit the bland, colorless aesthetic of the bland, colorless cinematic universe DC is trying to craft. Fitting.

Who comes up with these names? I can't even fathom what "The Espresso" is and I'm pretty sure you need a license for "The Breast Enhancement". But maybe it's my straight bias showing. My favorite positions are "The Luigi" and "Carrousel Pony #5".

Making love [hork]

I don't eat them on pizza, but anchovies are yummy as hell. You just don't tell people that is what that salty depth of flavor is because then they go "ewwwwwww!"

Oh can I rant about the homeless one? Please?

If you don't like it, don't watch it. If you don't want to read about, don't click on links. You could easily go about life without any interruptions from Andy Cohen & Gang. I hate that The Bachelor has been on for approx. 45 years but other people seem to enjoy it so who am I to complain?

The first sentence literally sets your expectations so you can't be disappointed! I reject your disappointment! Take. It. Back.

People will be surprised to know that I was the one who brought up clown porn to Tracy during a group discussion at a crowded restaurant. I'm just mentioning it again because I don't think Tracy gave it enough space in her post.

I will admit that when I first moved to Chicago from New York, I was walking up the escalator on the left, and there was a girl standing there in my way. There was no one else on the escalator, but when I moved to go around her, my gym bag knocked into her huge purse and she sniffed "Jesus Christ, that was rude." so…

Every time I read "Mary McCormack" my brain sees it as "Maureen McCormick." Then it registers and I feel let down.