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They make excellent leverage when used to remind a young teen that any missteps with their new smartphone will result in a flip phone. When you’re a parent, there’s nothing as fun as taking your middle-schooler to Sprint and saying loudly across the room “Oooh! Look at this flip phone, honey? What about this one?” The

Sean Spicer is filing suit for theft of intellectual property as we speak.

his voice even had that quality on the more depressing songs, like “Like a Stone,” which is easily in my top 5 songs of all time. it’s definitely been a punch to the gut to realize he couldn’t survive all the battles.

The news this morning felt like a punch to the face. Soundgarden and Temple of the Dog were mainstays in my personal music library in high school and college. I even willingly paid for (and enjoyed) some of his solo work. His voice was mesmerizing and his lyrics put into words all of the depression-fueled emotions

When I was in my 2o’s, I had a cute butt, perky tits and tiny waist. (But no silicone tits right under my chin.) Now I’m almost 67. After two pregnancies and a hard bout with breast cancer 18 year ago, I have a saggy ass, thick waist, poochy tummy and lopsided boobs. I still go to the gym to increase my muscle mass,

Abby Wambach has married Christian mom blogger Glennon Doyle Melton, and she wore a snazzy red and white ensemble for the ceremony.

Fur coats no knickers band name called it

I just listened to two minutes of Hallelujah to reconfirm my distaste. It would have been shorter but I got distracted by a spreadsheet at work.

Isn’t it called The Hammaconda?

War-loving America joined last and does not get most of the credit. Go wave your dick around somewhere else.

Ohhhh my god shutttuuppppp nobody cares about how big your military dick is America, not everything is about youuuuu.

I know there are psychologists and clinicians like the good doctor who say otherwise and I should probably just trust their expertise, but I really have a hard time believing that it’s a “wiring” issue. I feel like it’s more of an impulse control issue than anything. Everyone likes variety and everybody retains some

Does anyone else irrationally hate the word “hubby” to a disconcerting degree?

I, for one, am tired of the constant globalist attacks upon my corn chute.

The most heartbreaking part about this whole saga is that it may have forced a mediocre white tech dude to admit that he can’t do everything. I mean, can you imagine the pathos of that moment, when he realized that his misguided bravado and the penis swinging between his legs just weren’t enough anymore?

Thank fuck. Here’s hoping the door gave him an ass-kicking on the way out.

I think for some affluent people inconvenience is often equated with peril.

Because it was all trustafarians with absolutely zero perspective. For rich sheltered dipshits, anything less than easy comfort is suffering.

Don’t apologize Bella, after a tough week at work, sitting on my patio, sipping wine and reading obsessively about the Fyre festival has really made my weekend.

So much love for Larry in any moment... but yeah, especially that moment.