I'd hit that.

Reality Gidget Goes to Rome

I'm trying to figure out how my daughter came home with ten perfectly painted pokemon balls on her nails.

Little Mushroom People of Nova Scotia!!!!! Someday, you will be our semi-royal overlords.

Two points -

I really wanted her last guests to be random people in the audience to discuss with her their life changes since the show started. I didn't want it to be a "We love you, Thank You" greeting card with famous folks that will still be schmeered all over OWN programming in one way or another.

Congratulations! Your heavenly wings will be starting at a higher feather rate.

I think NBC should never actually broadcast Kathy Lee and Hoda in a "Today" hour but they should be filmed nonstop as reality tv. The Real Broads of 30 Rock. C'mon NBC - make it happen!

Looking forward to having Raven Simone and some other Disney brats stopping in. Kyle is owned lock, stock and barrel by the Mouse House, as is DWTS and apparently, Bristol. Who knows something about the legalese required for little Baby Levi appearing in the show? Doesn't he have to have his own agent?

I love you for this.

I like tipping more for good service. I like tipping less for bad service. I'll tip two bucks and change for a delivery. And, at McDonalds, I always give the difference in change and a buck in the Ronald McDonald House Charity Jar. If it's a take-out, I'll give a buck. It's not tremendously difficult and it may…

I was raised under the "God love her" code. That means, as you state the most vile negative shit, you buffer it with a heartily condescending, "God love her". So, Sally is a rascist sluntbag of scum, God love her.

I am concerned that Yoko is having a sad. Everyone, run to your windows and send your smile to the stars so the universe can see your joy!!! That's the kind of stuff I need Yoko to say.

Wow - a female comedy executive? Christopher Hitchens must be rolling in his grave. Not dead yet? I'll wait...

I guess. I do know for a fact that I wouldn't have the gumption to tell Mike Tyson to fuck off. It wouldn't have anything to do with etiquette but everything to do with wanting to live with the face I have.

Why does getting a present mean you still can't tell someone to fuck off? Is it less impolite to tell someone to fuck off if you haven't been a recipient of something purchased? Etiquette is a ballbusting, exhausting trial!

We (Mr. Bias) and I could go to this but in the decade plus he's worked for a national public radio organization, he refuses. He says, "Why would I pay money to sit with people I get to see for for free every day?". When I point out the fabulous guest list, he just nods. And still refuses to go.

Maybe if someone could draw it into a funny cartoon, she'd fucking pay attention.

I'm making you Glamour's Engagement Chicken as a reward for my giggle fit.

I wish I could hug her right now. I wish I could then make everyone listen to her.