"You're fat," I shouted. And then I poured the entire bottle of hydrogen peroxide on her head.

I would call her more of a "stalker" than a "date."

For Christmas, she's getting a lump of coal... pulled out of her ass.

chick you ain't santa. stand down.

Don't worry, though, there's no such thing as rape culture, and women should feel totally flattered and not at all threatened when men hit on them.

What a tragic thing to have happened. I hope her family can mourn and find peace.

You have the patience of an internet saint.

All Allen cares about at this point is whether he can expense the hot dog he ate or not (no).

Yeah wow. I'm sad all adult spaces are going to be treated like movies in the park apparently.

Because fashion shows are awesome and glamorous experiences for people who get to go to them, many of whom aren't rich and/or celebrities but work in fashion, and they don't want to deal with crying screaming babies when loud music comes on?

"Brodt was offended because you dismissed his concerns as a bisexual, when in fact, he was questioning a concept within a group he is a part of: gay people."

You are so thirsty for attention and a fight. Move the eff on.

Oh, come on! Between this and Tom Hardy with his dog... This feels like it serves the same purpose as the "Hey Girl" Ryan Gosling memes. And he's a cop with probably a sexy foreign accent. Kill me now. Let me guess; he's great with kids, he cooks too, he's giving/passionate in bed and enjoys intellectually stimulating…

Yeah, keep hugging pets, skateboarding and cuddling kids. Meanwhile, she remains at large...

Yes I am the author of Twilights 1,2,5 and part of 8 but only the good parts, which include the part where Eddard eats a poison blood and dies of botulism-rabies (a new disease, it is the hip illness for the teen demographic these days) and also the part where Bella through an elaborate series of time travel…