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A quote from The Mirren might help them? Or maybe not.

Eye merkins?

That's what I'm wondering. Given the option, (and assuming she's that big a famewhore) wouldn't picking a mega-super star be better than a literal nobody who people only know exists because you married him? I don't think it was fake really. I think she was taken with him, and REALLY REALLY wanted to be married and for

Nothing they said last night proves her last marriage was a sham. The story they've put out has been consistent throughout: Kanye and Kim have had a flirtatious friendship for years (Reggie Bush, for example, claims Kim cheated on him with Kanye—- Amber Rose says Kanye cheated with Kim). Kanye has always claimed that

I guess Bieber's not down with OPP.

Someone (@fmanjoo) made this analogy on twitter

There is a semi-nude photo out there somewhere that my ex husband took of me when I was 22. I wish I had a copy. Not because I'm worried it's all over the internet, but rather that I'd love to see how gorgeous I was at that age, still perky and fresh, and get to tell myself I was really lovely (even though, back then,

This has to be one of the creepiest comments on Jezebel ever.

While I do find a lot of this to be over the top, I also sometimes find it helpful at work or at home to remind myself when I'm getting bitchy that it's PMS week. Taking five minutes to calm down and then reevaluating whether I have good reason to be bitchy or not is often helpful during those weeks.

ETA I don't know why this is so big...

Incredible! I'd love to see orcas. My parents were always anti-Seaworld (ahead of the curve in that respect!) so I've never seen one, but they're on the bucket list!

By the time I was 6, I had two little sisters. We went on our first family vacation that year, and (now that I know what kind of hell it is to share a hotel room with children) my parents weren't exactly relaxing. By the end of the trip, their plan was to load up the car while we were all still asleep (when you're

Oh let's DO this! I'll try and narrow it down to one good one, but I have too many to count. This one is long, but worth it.

I was traveling through Ireland with a high school group over Spring Break and one evening we all split up in order to do a home stay with some Irish students our age. I'm at the dinner table with the young man's family, who had kindly welcomed me into their home, and the father asked me if I was excited for Easter.

This happens everyday when I get home. What is it with tuxedos and their need to be picked up? Not complaining.

Good for him apologizing but I have to defend "Big Pimpin'." Is it misogynist? Yes. Can it be reclaimed as a crassly-worded ode to being single, a la Aretha turning "Respect" into a feminist anthem? I like to think so. Here's what I sound like in the shower getting ready to go out after a breakup: "You know I thug em,

"He does have his own production company... and appears to be involved in some sort of venture about a machine that does nail art for you at home."

I refuse to believe anyone has reached the heights of uber-importance unless they sell monogrammed coffee thermoses.

Hey Kirk, you really shouldn't be alienating all us Jews and Muslims and Hindus and other non-Christmas-celebrators out there with this "war on Christmas" stuff. Know why? Because we're the ones who have your back and are constantly reminding people that Christmas is about Christ. Casual Christian person: "Why don't

Do they still have those cinnamon twists things? Those were my jam when I was a kid.