Look, I grew up in the country, I can identify the tracks of various animals, I have fixed a barbed wire fence. But I do not find any of those things sexy when tattooed on a man’s forearm. HARD PASS.

Thanks, Australia, for news that doesn’t suck!

I can only assume that Penn — I mean, his character — will have a relationship with an attractive woman half his age who helps him find meaning in his life again, all while asking nothing of him in return.

He looks like a hairy potato, or a partially shaved kiwi. Gwen Stefani can have him.

Yeah. I really want to think it was an off-moment in an otherwise okay life, but you just never know, do you?

Am I wrong to think that this would only guarantee the end of his campaign if he’d been accused of sexual misconduct with teenage boys? I’m afraid his voters will just brush off any accusations about teenage girls.

As pushback on the notion that no one would get this angry over their lawn; a family friend of mine was shot multiple times and killed by his elderly neighbor while mowing his lawn. They had a long-standing dispute over their property line. And yes, this was in Kentucky.

While not particularly religious myself, I love and respect many Christians among my friends and family. That said, there’s something about this that rubbed me the wrong way:

We stumbled into the vortex of YouTube Kids with my 3-year-old during potty training — we needed something that would convince him to stop playing and sit on the toilet every hour or so, and every other incentive we tried failed — and I deleted the app off the tablet after we realized that he could follow the sidebar…

Not all of their clothes are that hideous — my mom has a pair of plain blue Lularoe leggings. But you can buy plain blue leggings anywhere, not just from the trunk of your Facebook friend Linda’s car.

Perez Hilton looks... poorly.

I just checked out Bob Marshall’s website, and it reads like it was written by a particularly nutty 13-year-old. I can’t believe he was in the House of Delegates for TWENTY-SIX YEARS.

Not at all the most important part of this story, but how in the heck did he appear at the door wearing only a hand towel? I’m relatively slender and the only part of me I can cover with a hand towel is, well, my hands.

I’m so sorry. My dad was never physically abusive to me, but after he died I discovered that he’d hit my mom at least once (which means he probably hit my stepmother too.) If he were still alive, I genuinely don’t know if I’d let him spend any time with my young son. As for your children not getting to know him; I…

I think it would 100% depend on the context - is this someone at my company, or at another company? If we work at the same firm, do I report to him, or does he report to me? If they work somewhere else, are we likely to work together again in a professional setting? What have our interactions been like before this…

Huh. I was a Georgetown University employee about ten years ago, with insurance provided by the university. This was well before Obamacare, obviously, but my recollection is that my Georgetown insurance covered my hormonal birth control, provided that my doctor said it was prescribed for some other reason (i.e.,…

Oh honey, you’re only a martyr if you haven’t done anything wrong.

Am I the only one who finds “Santa’s Coming For Us” to be somewhat.... ominous?

I agree that “Look at Me” is terrifying, but I always thought it was fake :) To each their own scares, I suppose....

Yes, that was supposed to be “years”, sigh.