I have a cousin who thinks Khal Drogo from Game of Thrones was called Carl Drogo.

This will be my new favorite feature. Using the good ole’ “you’re sleeping with everyone your partners have slept with” logic, Leo DiCaprio and Vanilla Ice have done it.

That guinea pig looks more like John.

Seriously, Coco complimented your shoes??? That is next level, given that she loves her shoes so much she wrote a song about them. That’s like if Sir Mix-a-Lot told you you had a nice butt. (/old)

The Ice/Coco baby can currently be called Cubby Wubby Womb Room T.

I shrieked when I read her tweet about it the same way I would if we were close personal friends.

Put your hair up, rub off half that eye makeup, and choose either a less ridiculous or a more joyfully ridiculous hat, Jesus Christ.

So why the hell is she being given four minutes of prime morning show real estate on the network?

#squadgoals, as I believe the kids these days say.

I stopped reading after learning about Aniston’s “margarita fountain” and realizing what my life has been missing all this time.

It took me a minute to think of an author whose books I have in a) quantity and b) different colors (almost all my Faulkner is gold...)

I had a friend who organized her books by whether she thought the authors would get along. I have no idea how she ever found anything — do you just keep a running tally in your head? “Oh yeah, Chaucer is over with Kerouac because I feel like they’d have fun talking about travel.” — but now I can’t look at my…

YESSSSSSSSS. And the people whose VERY intelligent friends had told them about a book that revealed the WHOLE SECRET HISTORY of the Catholic Church, and NO IT’S NOT DaVinci Code because their friends were all way too intellectual for that pop nonsense! The red book! They want the red book!

Inside, there’s a bookshelf with volumes arranged by color,

YES. Exactly. I mean, I’m so thrilled for her now and everything. But I was really hoping that the big reveal special was going to be something completely unexpected, like “I’m back in training for the Decathalon, and intend to compete and win in the next Olympics. Brazil 2016, motherfuckers!”

I still think those crazy kids are going to end up getting back together.

Thank God. I was starting to feel insane.

I don’t know much about either of them, so I don’t have any particular stake in/impression of their relationship. BUT: I really hate it when couples that tabloids have spent YEARS saying are about to break up actually DO break up. (see also: Garner/Affleck)

Is that a moustache, or strategically placed Oreo crumbs?

But it’s still sooooo beautiful, somehow.