So we can buy the underpants of the woman whose name (or era of reign) is synonymous with extremely rigid, unhealthy modesty to the point of repression?

Poop culture commodity?

Aca-scuse me? That should be an ACA-CLUSIVE first look, Entertainment Weekly.

I've trained in Krav Maga for over 10 years. We encourage groin kicks (and knees, slaps, elbows, and pretty much every other kind of strike you can imagine). Here's what I've learned for a straight kick:

Dammit, Boo Boos, stop making the Duck Dynasty guys look good.

Not surprising, given DanRad's love of Tom Lehrer, who penned a few patter songs in his time.

This something I've considered—my voice isn't high, but I am soft-spoken and get sick of repeating myself/sounding timid. And it reminds me of that scene in "In a World..." where Lake Bell is teaching women how to sound less girly.

As someone who read way too many Regency romance novels, I can tell you that her expression is an advanced form of a moue, as in "the dowager made a moue of distaste." See also: The Dowager on Downton Abbey.

As someone who read way too many Regency romance novels, I can tell you that her expression is an advanced form of a moue, as in "the dowager made a moue of distaste." See also: The Dowager on Downton Abbey.

This makes me want to rewatch the terrible/amazing Sorority Boys!

Make way for goslings (both of the avian and Ryan variety).

Flawless FLOTUS.

Keep in mind that the day will go by so much faster than you think it will! It felt like we had barely exchanged rings before we were hugging everyone goodbye. Take some time to do things—dance, crash the photobooth—and take TONS of pictures. Video too, if you can afford it, or if you know someone who can be trusted…

Nothing says "ready to battle the undead" like long, flowing grabbable hair and exposed skin.

Wow, that is quite the "sorry if you were offended" non-apology.

Everyone else has already skewered the ridiculousness inherent in this product, so I'd like to take a crack at this quote from Clem:

I'm already a Hulking Sweater Monster (the grown-up version of Randy from A Christmas Story). Spring is never coming, so I just keep adding layers. Eventually I'll need a periscope/breathing tube to see and get oxygen. Or maybe by that point I'll be immobile anyway.

But how many Americans would oppose a vaccination for HTML? (Or HTTP, since they're different.)

Funny, Leto was also asked about this when Joan Callamezzo interviewed him. The secret?

I really wish "We Used to be Friends" kicked in at the end.