What’s with all the people complaining about the Dirt Bag not being about politics lately? The Dirt Bag is not supposed to be about politics, it’s a round up of celebrity gossip. It’s been that forever, it’s one of the few consistent things about this collection of blogs. Many if us appreciate the distraction and look…

Trying to decide which of those Vanderdumps needs to fire their stylist first. Also, was that dude born with a square head? No full length mirrors in Bravoland? Every inch of that photo is eye torture.

His very first comment ever:

This! I used to travel from office to office all day long, 5 days a week for work, I always stopped by hotel lobby bathrooms when I needed to go. Just hold your phone up to your ear and make a serious/scowling face while saying something like, “no, no... uh huh, I see. Well, it’s supposed to be finished by this Friday,…

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you America’s new spokesmodel for PeePass!

So here’s my conspiracy theory. Patti Labelle gets knocked off the week before Thanksgiving? Sounds like interviews will be just in time for the pie buying season. But in all seriousness it was fun to hear her while it lasted. 

Do you people not day drink? Bars always have restrooms.

So have the Jezebel commenters.

Nothing says “late stage capitalism” like a paying $2 a month for a list of spaces to pee in a city who’s infrastructure is deteriorated and humanity-hating enough that this is even needed.

Oh god, lol. “Favorite” and “YogaNerdMD” are not words I often see together.

Bare butts at a urinal? Don't most guys outgrow that by third grade at the latest?

Jean-Ralphio, is that you?!

Up high, Down low , too slow , in supplying the British army at the battles of Trenton, Princeton, Guiford Courthouse , Cowpens and Yorktown. Sucka !

I invite her to sit on a fluorescent lit Metra train to the south side, next to a woman with a bad perm, blue eyeshadow and a fur coat chugging down a tall Coors light... while looking at her reflection in the window. Bags under eyes, in a wrinkled blazer and street sludge splashed up her legs from the wet ground.

It seemed like they eliminated her because they all knew who she was? I thought the Rottweiler was going home, but c’est la vie. The Flower was never going to win - that was pretty clear from the get-go.

I don’t understand singing shows and never have. My impression of it is that it’s constantly 90s Celine Dion ballads I’d never normally listen to... non-stop... over and over.

Funny she got scolded for high fiving Prince Harry, considering out of all the royals he’s the number one pick for “which royal to high five and have them not give a shit about it”.  Good on her