I’m glad to know I’m not the only one still struggling a bit with Tom Petty’s death. It must be way worse for Eddie Vedder since he actually knew the guy and actually got to perform with him, but as a diehard fan it’s really hard coming to the grips that Tom isn’t still out there with the Heartbreakers rocking some…

“Ooh, tell me more!” - Anonymous, 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue

You know that’s where this is going. trump’s terrified Stormy will tell the world he’s got a small penis, and Stormy knows this.

I don’t know who Aubrey O’Day is. I don’t know who (possibly *what*) Danity Kane is. I’m not gonna look it up. I’m just going to revel in my ignorance.

How’d he die, anyway?

Anyway, we know where this is going: Someone is going to have to lure Donald Trump out of Trump Tower with a six-foot portrait of himself and force him to be president.

They should really rename it 6 Dozen Moms. That would probably be more accurate.

The internet fired the first shot, by making us so wary of online ads (throughs pop ups, autoplays, sounds, epilepsy inducing light effects, etc.) that no one even wants to give the new round of ads a chance.