@topsy: JINX!

Nothing like perpetuating the myth that all black men are pimps and all white blondes are whores.

Wait - so that means one is better than the other?

@DrunkAndHorny: I'm with ya! I may or may not have gotten completely wasted at a S&TC Finale party to the point where I fell off of my heels and hit my chin on a friend's coffee table and then spent the night under the nubby tubmat in her bathroom but...

Thankfully, my clicker doesn't stop on the "O" network.

They had me at Gene Tierney.

@taylay: Don't think she isn't on the phone RIGHT NOW to her agent...I mean, her DAUGHTER'S agent.

@STICKSnSCONES: Oh, no, honey, I am IN TOTAL AGREEMENT on the JHud.

@layladylan: and, as ROSYCHEEKS points out, a heaping helping of EVOO.

@foree: Dirrrrty - Luke Wilson's belly and Magic Shell...mmmmmmm....

Awwww! At least they all look like they could fucking live on my block! Right down to her jeans tucked into her boots.

@foree: Is there nothing we don't agree upon? Magic Shell, Linda Evangelista, Luke Wilson...

@J.D.Regent: Dislike Meredith...but I love Ellen for the city hall wedding.

I would like to nuzzle Luke Wilson's belly.

It's ok, Rachel, b/c if you did give birth, the child wouldn't be human anyway.

Wait, am I in some alternate universe??? Jennifer HUDSON gets paid to party? What? Huh?

Damn. I was skinny when on my Stoli-and-tonic each and every night diet. From quiting time at around 5pm until my pals finished their show at 11pm...and then I HAD to stay out with them until closing! It would've been rude for me to leave before 2am!

@heathermylove: OMG! Good to know! Do I get extra points for eating the lime b/c I always eat the limes. Always. I like think of it as doing what I can to keep scurvy and malaria at bay.

@rachystyle: He sure is. And while I'll agree that things which are "normal" in your day-to-day life become "suspicious" when you are being investigated for a possible crime...Drew Peterson is a wife-murdering-attention-whore.

@Jerseylicious: Most of them don't have food b/c the wives/girlfriends/daughters of the guys drinking (pubs were created for men, afterall) would routinely bring dinner 'round for thier loved-ones. On trays. True story.