Personally, I loved the cop saying “We run tags all the time, that’s how we find out if cars are stolen... Oh this car I’m driving isn’t my car.”

Yes, my reaction is always vacation from what?

I really hate when the Kardashians get excited about “going on vacation”. Your whole fucking life is vacation.

Something about A-Rod gives me mad “RUN LADY, DO NOT TRUST ME” vibes. Damn J-Lo, back at it again with the terrible taste in men.

I am never tired of seeing NAZI garbage being hurt, if anything, killed, they are fucking scum.

I’m not getting tired of watching it.

What is it with these middle aged white guys like Gavin McInnes where their brain breaks? Is this something I need to look out for? What are the warning signs?

White -fuckin’-nationalist.

Go ahead. Sue me, bitch.

Gavin McInnes is the kind of neo-Nazi that’s still too into trying to look cool that he could never fully commit to the shaved head and swastika tattoo lifestyle.

Or they break open a piggy bank and if it’s a boy there’s $1 and if it’s a girl there’s $0.79.

My sister-in-law is pregnant right now, and they’re not finding out the sex (sex =/= gender, people!) of the baby beforehand, but she did tell me to “wait until we know if it’s bow ties or hair bows” before buying clothes for the baby. Gag.

My first instinct is that this is a jilted lover/ former abuser situation, and the fact that that’s where my mind immediately goes devastates me.

Ella and Alexander are really refreshingly normal names

We are kindred spirits! My sister used to have this cat named Taka and we used to sing the rap from I Feel for You, “Taka, Taka Khan! Taka Kahn lemme rock you, lemme rock you Taka Kahn, etc. “

She named her kid Blue.

Somewhat related, I have been singing Valley Girl to my little pup because I took her to get her nails clipped. Just the line, “A pair of jeans to fit her butt and a place to get her toenails cut” My husband doesn’t know Frank Zappa so he thinks I am just singing this to her and he is kind of into it.

because most parents have to think to themselves “how will this name look on a resume?” and others..don’t

It doesn’t beat Saint.

“Hey, now: we’re all friends here. No need to be so formal. You don’t need to call me sir. Just call me Sir.”