If you feel like you're going to die of heat stroke wearing stretchy, lightweight garments - covering most of your skin or not - you might not be sweating sufficiently. You might want to see a doctor.

As a fellow New Orleanian I thank you for issuing this clarification. Ms. Easterling was definitely more than just another crazy person with a wacky funeral.

Good thing they didn't realize that her fetus was actually *naked* in there.

Good God, I wish this woman had been my aunt or something.

What a fantastic woman. Thank you for sharing!

I always admire people who so clearly have fun and enjoy their lives and share their adventures with others. Especially the ones who do things that make them happy without giving a shit about what other people think. RIP Mickey.

3) She carried around her own champagne flutes to restaurants, because she often didn't like the ones they used. She would also drive around in either a Bentley or a Rolls Royce, with the trunk packed full of ice and bottles of champagne and stop by her friends' houses to pick them up

My goal is to have a wedding small enough where strangers wouldn't even think crashing was a possibility.

I would like the guy from the first story to kick the guy from the second story

Oh man, so they were basically wedding pirates? Fantastic!

More like Captain and Toenail, amirite?

Did you even read this post?

check out Chiraq, Boss Ass Bitch freestyle and Looking Ass, if that's a taste of what's to come I'm sure you won't be disappointed. I will agree that Pink Friday was a more solid album tho.

Would have been far more effective in removing the lint had he started from the bottom.

I wish I could stay at hotels when I visit my family.

I started this year at 278 pounds and unable to really motivate myself to do anything. I did buy a fitbit and I also have a great group of people on facebook that helps to motivate me. The fitbit doesn't do anything, but it does keep me connected to my friends that also have them. I compete with their step counts…

Bahamadia was a rapper who really deserved to blow up and somehow didn't. So good, so unappreciated.

Counterpoint:

I guess a favorite thing is, unusual things happen to me...