I am officially retired, too. Unfortunately, I still have to actually work for a living so my retirement is purely wishful thinking.

In every photo of Megan Fox, she looks like she's getting ready to give a blow job. Why?

@Mrs. Stephen Fry: I don't, obviously.

Ha! I've said that before, too, about gay marriage. Why should they get to just 'break up'? Everyone should have to get divorced, dammit!

Technically speaking, Edward isn't Bella's 'baby daddy.' He's her husband. Baby Daddy is a derogatory term for an unmarried father-to-be.

@SlayBelle: Topanga from Boy Meets World? Wow, that brings back memories.

@Piegasm: I don't know much about her because I'm not a music person. I just get the ughs from Zellweger.

I hope she was offended at being compared to Zellweger, period.

""profoundly mentally disordered and suffering from religious delusions at the time." "

@flareandglare: Agree, completely. If the message is going to be positive, the publicity should be positive, too.

@nobodyr: That's what I thought. It was a deliberate ploy to bring in viewers.

@xodallas: I think it's deliberate. They'll only get people to watch if they think it will be all about making fun of the fat kids.

I'm sorry, but you can't say "Sarah Palin" and "sensible" in the same sentence. I'm pretty sure that would tear the fabric of the universe . . . somewhere.

So why does this poster/advertisement show her looking like she'd rather be covered by a burka than in a bathing suit?

@That-Dude: That was my first thought, too! For those of us old enough to remember the wonder of the computer-generated dancing baby, this is even funnier.

I turned my cable off for the summer, but even if I had TV, I probably wouldn't watch this show. It's not as insulting as "Cougar Town," but pretty close.

@bowleserised: Please tell me where to send my dues.

I prefer a hairy chest and back hair doesn't particularly bother me, either.

"Today it is acceptable to admit you are 50, but not to look it."

You have the script? And you didn't just burn it? tsk tsk tsk