My husband's company just started these standing work stations, based on all the bad news about sitting all day. You get one of those huge yoga ball things to sit on if you want, but most everyone stands.

Oh, Kourtney. You #really really don't get it.

Agreed. Not every rest stop is gonna be on the map, but that doesn't make it any less...of a place to pee? I totally lost my analogy, mid-way.

Well, I thought it was funny. It's literally literal week up in here. Literally.

Well, now you're just being silly literal!!

Patronizing. In every sense of the word.

The computer program? That just was birthed in Da Cloud. Untouched by human intent. But also included penis and dick but not clit nor vagina, magically.

I can't explain the why of it, I'm afraid.

Yep, footage from the killer's own trophy videotape. Truly horrible.

Well, this changes everything.

And, of course, the pregnant while space alien angle from the "lesser" tabloids.

I think you're right.

Yup. All true.

And I'm pretty sure that's a full time job in itself. The rhinestones alone....

Ehn, Charney Smarmy. I'm more interested in the terribly misguided UPS chic going on in this picture.

Her hair is SO FAT. Mostly on the right side.

"Well...a dude and two dogs, so a little closer to Keith Ablow's nightmare."

That sounds horrifying.

I'm sorry to disappoint, but this straight lady is already in a marriage with a dude and a dog.

So, the narcissists will have competition at last.