OMG, I know. I open up the browser and adopt a cringing posture waiting to see someone I like and admire. Except M. Ruffalo, his comments were good.

God told her to berate those ladies trying to get married.

I was literally nauseous. He’s not a bad looking kid (reprehensible behavior tho) but that picture is grotesque to the level of Matt Dillon in Something About Mary.

I only said “might,” I know it’s a long shot, but damn....

A couple weeks ago I got a LONG description from my brother on the procedures he had to follow while being in the Air Force Security Forces (like military police) 15 years ago. Not only did he have to go through an official check-out procedure in order to obtain the weapons he carried while on duty, he had a list of…

I did not see it, although I might, mainly because at least this time he’s really acting, not just riffing on the same character he’s been doing for the last 15 years.

I know, I feel like I might forgive him now for all the shit he’s done lately.

Well, at least you weren’t a chubby 12 year old Mexican with thick, coarse, curly hair that thought she could do Demi ala Ghost. Right.....why didn’t my mother stop me? She must secretly hate me.

I thank God every day that I wasn’t a teenager during the age of social media and iPhones. The memories are bad enough without a permanent digital record.

Yeah. I almost shit my pants I was so exited.

Never thought of AW as classy before.

I’m literally like, “Did Emile Zola have a famous adventure in Florida that I have never heard of?” Not that I know anything about Emile Zola anyway. “Maybe with Hemingway......?”

Strangely, I have already experienced an in-depth conversation regarding the “urination-defecation at the same time?” debate. I can confirm that for some people, the U always accompanies the D and for others, the U is more flighty about the D, sometimes there, sometimes not.

That’s exactly what I wondered.

Shout out to my boss who continues to empower and support me in every way. Love you D.

No shit Vanity Fair.....

If there is one thing I will fully stand behind, it’s the riding of bears into battle.

I feel like that because of him hanging out with Rebel Wilson and both clearly getting hammered at sports functions. And was it him that had the condom casually fall out of his pocket while doing the red carpet at some kiddie award show?

I hate myself for the feelings I have for ZE. It’s not exactly shame, but it’s akin to shame.

Oh God.....all named!! I'm dying!