"Oh, no! You could never marry me! I guess I'm doomed to be a spinster forever. DARN."

Not as confused as the blog's writer.

Gloria Steinem is a little old to be making her NHL debut, but she's fiesty. I wouldn't start her, but she might make an okay fourth liner given the current quality of the Caps. And she wouldn't be the first ex-Playboy Bunny to make a name for herself in the NHL, would she, Beau Bennett and Robert Bortuzzo?

Get out of here with your numbers! Everyone knows that there's no place for that kind of thing in sports.

You shouldn't have to help it. Thighs and bums. THIGHS AND BUMS.

It makes you just want to apologize to the world. Among other things.

Not that you're biased, ruggerbabe. :)

HELLO FOREVER AND EVER

...this isn't where I parked my car!

I agree with all of this except for the part where someone claimed that footballers have the best asses in sport. This is not true. I have undertaken a semi-scientific analysis of this very important issue and found that the order is as follows:

This movie is the gift that keeps on giving.

To be accurate, Wisconsin's ban was not specifically against "gay marriage" - the phrase does not appear in the statute, which reads as follows:

It's definitely not uncommon for this kind of thing to happen for different-sex couples. (Though do remember that not all marriages between different-sex couples are straight marriages! There's a reason why we've been shifting away from the phrase "gay marriage" and toward the phrases "marriage equality" and "same-sex…

Bourbon Street is where I will go to spend eternity when I die if I'm a terrible person in this life. It is a cesspit of humanity and hot pink booze vomit.

Last time I was in Texas I wasn't sure what the laws were, so I asked if I could have a go cup and they legit laughed in my face.

Go cups are the best. Daiquiri stands are the best. The second thing I want to do upon landing in New Orleans on Friday, right after kissing the crap out of my husband in an embarrassingly sappy fashion, is get a strawberry pina colada at the daiquiri stand on Veterans Blvd, because I'm a goddamn American and sugary…

I've had people here in England try to say it "Hoo-ston" - either referring to the city in Texas OR the street in New York. I would have thought they were messing with me but I've gotten that mispronunciation from several different people, so.

BRUSCHETTA IS THE WORST. Raw tomatoes and bread that cuts my mouth... it might as well be a goddamn torture device.

Hahaha, seriously. When I was little, my mom would tell me to act my age. I'd be like, "Uh, I'm nine?" and she would respond, "I know! Go outside and play for a little while."

Way to be a buzzkill, lady. I mean, come on - if you don't like fun, why sign up to be a part of the Scripps National Spelling Bee?