There is the possibility of a premature birth. That’s as good a reason as any other to not talk about it.

Why is Teigen getting all the shit for this when her fucking husband threw the party too?

I think you’ve hit the nail right on the head, and the fact that Chappelle doesn’t think Hannah Gadsby isn’t funny makes it all the more clear that there isn’t really anything left for him to say as a relevant comic.

How about a few word from someone that does push the envelop and really is That Fuuny.

I mean, close enough...

Why does he look like Mary Stuart Masterson in Some Kind of Wonderful in that last pic?

This is what happens when Prince Albert is allowed out of the can.

I’ll preface this by saying I was only about 8 when I gave this gift. After my parents got divorced, my Mom took in some foster daughters. She was a full-time student and worker and she thought it would be win-win. The foster sister could look after me and my sisters while my Mom was at school or work. This was in the…

Late 80's. My grandma scorched the gravy. This was noted at every Thanksgiving until she died, and then thereafter. It was mentioned in my house yesterday.  She was a great sport about it (and it has not happened since - someone is always assigned with gravy watch). 

I assumed my state was a given for the location since DeSantis moved the capitol into Trump’s ass so he could live there.

I still like Michael Che’s joke about this. “All for the low low price of one of your feet.”

An ex attempted to surprise me with shower sex. He thought I was giving him signals I was anxiously awaiting this encounter. Alas, that was not the case when he busted in and I was wearing a shower cap and shaving my legs. I screamed bloody murder (we were staying in a hotel so I'm sure the other guests were thrilled)…

I love how I just refer to my mom right off the bat as “she” like she’s always on my mind (she is) (help me, Freud). 

This reminds me of a story I heard about a young chef who was making meringue. This was for a restaurant so she was making a huge batch. She poured the egg whites and such into the giant industrial mixer, set it going, and went about her business—forgetting it was on.

Three things to know. One, my husband, like many men, is convinced that recipes are merely suggestions. Two, he’s seriously into making pizza. Three, he’s also cheap AF. A couple of years ago he tried copying all the big chain pizza restaurants’ recipes. The one pertinent to this story is Pizza Hut’s pan pizza. We…

Disclaimer: this was when I was about 8, but I started cooking fairly independently around 3 or 4 and have enjoyed cooking my entire life. This is also the disaster that is still brought up regularly almost 35 years later.