Jessica Alba looks almost exactly the same in this video as she did in Dark Angel 14 years ago.

No screencaps, because it was AIM over a decade ago, but Mr. Fist of the Pon Farr messaged that he “wanted to see a boob”. I told him to look in the mirror, and from there on out, we were good.

In fact, forget the prom.

I think dudes as bowlegged as Jensen Ackles might get a pass, but that’s it.

IMDB SAYS RIC FLAIR IS IN THIS MOVIE. WHY?

Exactly.

I used a heart rate monitor to find out how many calories I was burning in an hour-long Muay Thai class because I was always starving afterwards. Like, stomach feels like it’s eating itself hungry. Turns out I was doing about 1000-1200 (consistently, every time I wore it in a non-sparring class, and on two different…

The only way I can imagine that toad line being funny is if it were delivered in a Dean Winchester “wow that comeback isn’t as snappy as I thought and now I sound really stupid” manner. Like, realizing half-way through that it’s a stupid joke.

It’s right after the fight in April’s apartment/antique store. They haul ass to Casey’s old farmhouse to recover and hide.

That farmhouse scene was so 1990 Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

I saw a UFC fight sort-of end that way. Gray Maynard vs. Rob Emerson. Maynard slammed Emerson, who tapped due to broken ribs or something, but knocked himself out on the takedown. Double knockout, no contest ruling. It is possible.

We had men at Brenau, too, in Georgia - there were no male dorms, so you had to be a commuter student, but we had a relatively large number of male dance, theatre, and nursing students.

Yeah, first thing I thought was that my sister had these when she was 6.

If he does, he needs to sing it in his Scruffy or Roberto the Insane Robot voice.

I want a RiffTrax version with Elvira as the guest riffer.

Chris Colfer was on his high school debate team. That’s the closest I could come up with.

This is why I buy my sneakers in the Adidas boys’ department. Lots cheaper, better color options, decently high arches, and they’re wide enough for my stupidly wide feet. Plus, I don’t need an insert to keep them from sliding around my disproportionately narrow heels.

In my experience, it’s usually accompanied by an (un)healthy dose of self-righteousness, fueling delusions of superiority. For example, the racist assholes that comprise my immediate family get the most infuriating case of smug whenever a person of color does something “wrong” -regardless of how minor, or whether most…

I have two consistent problems with Lane Bryant. First, except for one style of dress shirt, all their tops seem to be made for giants. As in, very tall people. Their shapeless tees fall like short dresses on me. Second, I’m an athlete. I have huge, muscular calves. Even Lane Bryant’s jeans have all been too tight,…