Cancer wolves.

So what “natural causes” kill you at 56? Cancer? Undisclosed heart defect? Wolves?

I ended up seeing her live completely by chance, when a fruiend invited me to fill a seat at a Lincoln Center revue of Martin Gaye classics featuring various artists, at the last minute. I didnt know she’d be performing.

Smaller boxes, higher prices I’m sure.

“Your coward ass is always hiding behind press releases. … You’re still gay and that’s FINAL”.

I mean, is she any more or less famous than the Beatles were? Imagine the insanity if the Internet was around during the Beatles heyday.

“...as her level of fame is an essentially unprecedented phenomenon that the public is still figuring out how to handle.”

I say this in all sincerity - She was almost certainly taped into that dress.

I’m good then. Can’t be hungover if you haven’t stopped drinking, that is just good science.

This essay is the reason why the acronym TL;DR was invented...

I feel confident in stating the reason is that everyone is a perv and always has been.

The question I have is how the New York Times editors read the piece and thought yeah sure let’s publish.

Order accuracy and deals are exactly why I use an app whenever possible. At least then I have no one to blame but myself if I order the wrong thing.

I think there’s a helluva product endorsement opportunity for whatever adhesive was employed in that bodice.

“Speaking of The Holdovers...”

I thought the same thing.  It looked particularly dangerous when they showed her sitting down and starting to stand up.  

So...are we not gonna talk about Da’Vine Joy Randolph’s breasts? My wife clutched my arm, and whispered, “Don’t let them fall out!”

They don’t even edit in English.  Bilingual copy editing sure as hell isn’t in their budget.

Creator of Oz?  I’m in.

Meryl Streep tends to win every time she’s nominated for an acting award...