I hope she does and I hope she's a commenter and I hope she either rags on herself to see how some of us think she's awesome.

I said this once before, but as someone who has had to shit in a grocery-bag lined mop bucket in the middle of the kitchen because her roommate was in the shower, that scene was hilarious and relatable. Also, part of the joke was that Kristin Wiig's character couldn't admit she took everyone to a cheap restaurant that…

Aw, that's sad! I love helping my boyfriend out with his. I think it's actually brought us closer together.

It all started with a big one that was causing him pain in his back and I asked, thinking he'd think I was really weird. Now I get to do inspections whenever we're laying down together. I never though zitpopping would be so comfortable, but it really is.

He was just at the age where the problems with Accutane started to surface, so his parents and he didn't want to go on it, even though they suggested it. I'm not sure what the meds were, but yeah, it really really sucks for him. His acne isn't as bad now as it was when he was a kid though. He had to have surgery to…

On the plus side, this maybe disgusting for some of you, but my boyfriend and I have bonded over his acne, in the sense that I love things that pop. I can't always get bubble wrap, but his terrible skin has created some loving, yet a little painful for him, moments.

Attention Paris: being real does != acting like a spoiled brat.

I'm fucking nauseous now. THINK OF THE CHILDREN!

Ugh Thank you.

And that makes more than a dozen. Thanks Weiner.

They're paychecks aren't really affected by their weight gain.

Are these the same scientists that wrote my high school health text book that said cramping during menstrual cycle was only minor and barely noticeable? Because they fucking lied. That shit hurt like the devil before I got on the pill.

The only thing good about the re-release of Tron was that just as the climax surged and the soundtrack got really silent as Jeff Bridges became a digital Jesus or whatever, I let loose the loudest uncontrollable hiccup.

Since it's the latest in biotechnology, when she goes to bed, she'll just plug in her USB nerve attachment that will allow her brain to connect to Facebook's API and they'll automatically update.

I have to say, I know a lot of people here didn't appreciate the gross poop stuff in Bridesmaids, but as someone who has had to shit in a grocery bag lined mop bucket in the kitchen because her roommate was taking so long in the bathroom and just couldn't hold it anymore, I found that scene hilarious and relatable.

It's called economic stimulus. Jeez. First you complain that trickle down economics doesn't work, and then when some rich people create jobs you complain they're entitled. Those rich white people just can't win!!

Plump faces tend to look younger because the plumpness fills out the wrinkles.

Hence my need to just babysit and get it all out of my system. As a former nanny and an aunt to a VERY high maintenance toddler (sadly, now hours and hours away), I logically know all the reasons I'm not ready to have kids. That said, I want to play with a baby for a little bit.

Though SATC has its many downfalls, I think this kind of conversation about sexuality and sexual topics was one of it's strengths. I was one of those nerdy kids in the sex ed club (we put on presentations for middle schoolers about sexual health) so I was pretty educated on sexual health, but it always shocked me (and…

I enjoyed Salt immensely, but mostly because it was hilarious. I didn't know it was meant to be a comedy.