jennyjazz
JennyJazz
jennyjazz

Wow. So in relationship terms, you guys are Navy SEALS.

I'm sorry I am laughing, because that sounds absolutely awful, but BEAT THAT NERDS is the best ending ever. Can't help you with the face bra question. No idea.

I've seen that display first-hand, and I can tell you without hesitation that it is disgusting. Vile. Far below even the lowest standards of decency.

I mean, the fake blood contains corn syrup, the surgical tubing is *not* recyclable, and the pumpkins aren't even artisanally-grown!

Unfit for Brooklyn indeed.

My mom's in this movie in the big fight scene (seen at about 1:41). She's not in the trailer, but she plays an anchorwoman from the History Channel, on the same team as Liam Neeson (and his son) and John C. Reilly. She's carry a musket and hangs out with a minotaur. She said it was a pretty fun time (and she got front

You tell those amateurs, person who managed to bankrupt a casino!

I love her. I miss her. That is all.

Age has nothing to do with it!

Here's the problem with anyone who looks at cancer drug trials that are now shut down because of the GOP gov't shutdown and says, "Oh yeah, those are just trials so it's not a guarantee of effective treatment." For those who have no other options, it's not only their last chance to try something that at least made it

"Did somebody say Jew-hating babymaking machines? I'm in."

Wait—I thought this was Marilyn Manson without makeup:

Hey fellas (YEAH)

The only way it could turn out cool is if Miley brings Sinead out on stage to tear something in half in an homage to the original incident.

I worked with Buscemi-could not be more charming, and every woman on set adored him.

I never went through the ew-cooties-boys-are-gross phase. I just skipped from infancy immediately to the tortured, he-must-be-mine-or-I-shall-die phase, largely because of my first grade crush. Well okay, he wasn't just my crush. I shared my obsession with my best friend, but it was so young and innocent that it was

On the real though, you can say "Jake Ryan" to pretty much any woman* and they will make a swoony sigh. The fact that he quit acting after this movie and is now a carpenter who makes custom furniture just makes him even sexier.

*well, at least the kind of woman who is interested in men.

My first real crush? Michael Hutchence of INXS. He was the first celebrity that I wanted to have sex with. Not just kissing or gazing into each other's eyes, fall on the bed P in V boning intercourse marriage act sexing.

Lizz Winstead and Judy Gold! Yay!

Well, I am a lady writer and I can tell you that there's a very valid reason to only read straight cis men: A writer can only write with a penis. Literally.