Rita who? I don’t know her.

Am I the only one who always has to take a moment to differentiate Danny Ocean from Billy Ocean?

“Champaigne in my ass for my real friends; real pain in my ass for my sham friends!”

Her right side whiskers are askew. Maybe she could do something about that?...I don’t know if I could follow her twitter feed knowing that she cared so little for personal grooming.

#personalproblems

Only the most CLASSY eastern European hotel!

Winged-centaur anatomy truthers unite!

Killjoy.

What kind of soup would Shia bring? Overexposed chowder? Chunky shameless? Neckbeard consomme? Pho no!?

JFC, hasn’t the poor man been through enough? When will his nightmare end?

Actual art from actual hotel in Bulgaria is confused about basic winged-centaur anatomy.

THIS is what Magary comes up with for JezSpin2016?

Sean Astin: specializing in the portrayal of rage-inducing losers since the Goonies. See also Samwise Gamgee.

Is this where I get to mention that my cat Moochi looks just like Bomani Jones? ‘Cause my cat is the mirror image of Bomani Jones:

Don’t give up, Bobby. Try to remember the hope, and the happiness. We’re with you.

I’m in the grays too, but I appreciate a good comment—if I could promote you I definitely would!

Great Kinja here—this is news we need to know.

Forget about how it feels, I’m far more concerned with how it smells.

Shame me. Stop me before I forgo toilets altogether and just start hanging around all day in an adult diaper, checking my phone, urine steadily dripping out of me.