I'm my second glass into Devil's Cut bourbon and am more invested in the how do you get that stain out of the carpet than the way did you take Olivia

those are sick beets.

watched the replay courtesy of USA tonight after following the saga on Twitter last night.

was I supposed to hear that in Skeltor's voice because I did.

they avoided the nightmare fuel of the Twilight baby soooooo...

DJ Plugzzz

some girls have all the fun....

perfect loop is perfect

Ive never been more invested in an off screen chem class than those two. honestly.

I mean I can't really judge but...I mean....just....Rashida....girl....c'mon

JOST?! REALLY?!

I NEED A MAN LIKE BRUNO MARS IN MY LIFE.

trying to understand the whole fracas got me to watch the above clip and gifs with glee.

the one upstart at the ad agency showed them a tumblr set of the best signs and it just went from there. My face watching it during the Golden Globes.

I've always wanted to walk around with a kitten on my head because of this scene and not because I'm an eccentric cat lady.

Bartended at an "Urban" Night club in Minneapolis. We had a free drink special. While we accumulated thousands of lines over the years of the ****ed up things people said to us, one always stood out: when an obviously-pregnant lady came up to the bar, and asked 'What's better for my baby; Gin or a Long Island?"

on the one hand, it might be the thing that jumpstarts the YA dystopia of your dreams.

Tommy Lee Jones is the only one expressing the sadness we all feel

bag o leaves.

the problem lies in the fact that Q-Tip felt the need to educate Iggy on something she either a) doesn't give a shit about b) already knows and doesn't care c) didn't ask for.