So there’s a kid I an awareness of with Sir as a first name. And everyone is like Do NOT call him Sir you MUST call him by his middle name. So. Should be well adjusted.

not dissing cher, just remember my parents YAWN stuff, cher and of course frank zappa. there’s a history of this. but instead of just original ‘wacky’ names, the peeps are using titles.

If celebrities didn’t choose ridiculous babies names, America would loose a beloved pastime.

What else are you supposed to name a kid who will be hanging around with Saint?

Just wait till the first absolute monarch in Britain in centuries King George VI knights him.

I kind of like the idea of calling a little baby and a toddler “Sir” I think its cute, “Why hello Sir, how are you this fine evening”

Sir is a title, not a name, for chrissakes.

Take them back to court, this time to measure the scope of the injunction.

Mmm, I suppose she has a point of sorts, but I disagree with where both of you are coming from. (That and, as can be seen elsewhere, she is a bona fide crazy nowadays, so your overall views may not align closely in the end.) Everything she has named is distinctly feminine, and to a woman like me, largely boring—but to…

Didn’t she play Batgirl?

I was all ready to storm in, guns blazing, in defense of Wonder Woman but after perusing the article, I’m...not quite sure what question is she’s even being asked, or even what the point is she’s trying to get to, really, and ended up realizing the flow of the conversation seems really strange and almost, in a way,…

I bet Princess Noor is the HUGEST fan of Flaritza’s YouTube channel.

Mid-Summer? It hasn’t even been a week yet.

I wonder if they’ll try and contact The Dakota’s most famous resident.

I’ve never really understood the whole “fainting from surprise” thing. I’ve fainted out of dehydration or after giving blood. But I can’t imagine fainting over something I’ve seen. Are they fainting while sitting down? Because I feel like that’s somewhat impressive.

To be fair, Sondheim did make the material hella deep 😄

I can’t recall where it played, but there was a small room (100 seats?) production that set up a bakery in the theatre and made meat pies for the audience every day. Apparently it really did up the psychological effect of watching it.

Usually I avoid the hell out of anything that’s labeled “torture porn” but I’m genuinely curious how they are managing to freak people out with a stage performance. The last (only) Broadway play I saw was Sweeney Todd and it was plenty tame considering it’s about murder and cannibalism.

“He’s new to the job of being president so he didn’t know he wasn’t supposed to strangle a baby”

That toddler was a thug! *newspapers lead with photo of toddler with grill*