Her 20-minute video response is a great way to ensure she’ll get zero sympathy from anyone outside her existing sphere of “influence.” The ability of these YouTube personalities to essentially spoof themselves by doing the exact wrong thing you’d expect from them, inadvertently making things worse is always a good…

It’s $1295 for a one bedroom at The Dunes, according to its Craigslist ad! Living in the Bay Area, I was curious to see how Inglewood rents compare, but I didn’t expect to find the complex from the show.

It was great to watch a well-played, close college basketball game where a couple excellent coaches allowed their players to play and the refs didn’t get whistle-happy. It’s so rare to watch a back-and-forth game where the coaches don’t overuse timeouts and/or it doesn’t devolve into a free throw contest. The final…

My hands have always been healthy as shit, presumably because I eat so many tomatoes.

It’s 4:30 a.m. Stop being so biased.

Absolutely correct, which is part of why that ad and all the news you hear about superstar athletes desperate to be part of the Tres Comas club is grating. Fine, we get it, you’re a savvy investor, nobody cares.

Ugh, people who don’t buy a new car as soon as the payments end for the car they have are so boring.

Arugula and spinach need to be at the bottom of the rankings because they’ve got the texture of a flower petal yet are somehow showing up on pizzas and burgers everywhere. “Here, we added some leaves to your pizza to remind you things can always easily be worse.”

I’m no beer snob, as evidenced of my love for Olympia, but Corona is easily the worst beer I have ever tasted. It’s the one beer I absolutely refuse to drink.

Starred mostly for Seinne. She’s gorgeous, well-spoken, not so thirsty... and definitely out of his league.

I actually switched from Chrome to Firefox on my work computer around a year ago because Chrome was slowing down on me. However, there are times when a website or page or form just will not work on Firefox, so Chrome has to come to the rescue. I’ve never had (or been able) to do the same thing in the other direction.

It’s almost like the USMNT could’ve cap-tied him and qualified for the World Cup in one fell swoop, but I suppose I’m just dreaming because there’s no way he possibly could’ve helped earn a draw against Trinidad & Tobago.

It kills me when a LW insists their SO is “wonderful” except for, ya know, any time it takes actual effort to not be a POS. Wow, great, so he’s cool when he isn’t challenged, but if you call him out for stepping over the line it’s actually your sensitivity merely making him seem like a dickhead.

My brain turns your “get rid of that coffee table” into “don’t have a kid.”

I drove from the Bay Area to Portland for Thanksgiving and now I’m not sure how I survived the Oregon part of the drive considering the fact there are so many people in Oregon who are allowed to drive a car even though THEY’RE SURE THEY DON’T HAVE WHAT IT TAKES TO PUMP GAS!

Alabama would be a big favorite over UCF (as would all the playoff teams) and would probably win very comfortably. That said, there’s a chance UCF’s offense is better than any Alabama has played to date and could find a way to pull a rabbit out of a hat even if that only meant keeping the score close.

The first time I saw that commercial I chortled, “Is that Stephen Dorff?!” to which the 20-somethings around me blank-stared in silence.

People questioned whether or not Kyrie could lead a good team because the Cavs sucked between when he was drafted and when Lebron returned. Some wondered if he was merely an unquestionably excellent scorer of the good-player-bad-teams variety sans Lebron (a la Stephon Marbury after leaving Garnett). Instead, he’s…

Yeah, I feel like the official response to the letter gave way too much credence to the writer as if she and her husband were hitched at 34 after having spent time experiencing life as an adult rather than as kids. The writer really needs someone to put it very plainly - call it tough love - that they’ve been fucking…

God, the second letter just about had me dry heaving by the end. How the response to the following wasn’t, “Dear god, please leave your recovering husband alone and stop looking for other people to complete you (or taking advantage of those who barely know you and therefore don’t realize your escapist tendencies)!” is…