You know what gets me? This was the first thing I thought of: how Ono seems to be throwing a little shade Sean’s way, take that Sean, etc. And then I realized—

That was my first response, but good for her, having the integrity not only to launch this product but to also ignore her son's idiocy (he's an adult, she's not responsible for his actions anymore).

Will Sean Ono Lennon be not mansplaining this project?

Why women’s suits are never made out of anything breathable, or hot-weather sane, like linen, is something I will never understand. Always polyester or worse.

They should both be punched just to see. For science.

from the time I was like 13 to the time I was like 25 I would pass out a few times per year - they called it “adolescent syncope”. Hydration, hormones, preexisting low blood pressure, not eating enough, etc - all things that probably contributed. Right around the time I turned 25 it stopped and hasn’t been a problem…

Fucking people on Twitter - “SHE WAS ONLY OUTSDIE FOR 90 MINUTES”.

Probably worth noting that in addition to full formal dress in a highly humid area in direct sunlight surrounded by a lot of warm bodies, she’s almost certainly wearing Kevlar at the Secret Service’s request.

This is the most punchable face in the history of punchable faces.

I used to ask why Christians had such martyr complexes but then realized I was answering my own question. (They think being martyred makes them Christ-like, hence their made up “war on Christmas,” etc.)

I actually sort of appreciate the evangelical support for Trump. They might as well just come out and say, “Hey, America! We hate brown people and women more than we love Jesus!”

I have Aspgerger’s and an urge to monologue. Let me at him. Fucking let me at him.

How do you word “get your kids fucking vaccinated, you mind-bogglingly stupid assholes” in a way that will make them receptive to it? It’s a head-scratcher.

oh this sounds like a GREAT idea.

I thought the second one wasn’t too bad, then I scrolled down further and saw the box. Holy crap! That one has to be fake, though, look at where his knees should be.

PLEASE GOD LET THE KATIE HOLMES THING BE TRUE

Limeaid concentrate is my go-to margarita mixer.

Ugh, that was the only juice my mother would ever buy when I was a kid... and then one day when we were on vacation, she made the mistake of letting me try some fresh squeezed. I would never drink that shit again. It’s not orange juice, it’s bitter, pulpy water.

Getting a girl to say yes................................