Look at the stars. See how they shine for you.

Mom?

I don’t have anything useful to add, but I wanted to chime in with my 100% support of Tara’s goals.

This is the WORST.

Same! Also, I pretty much...still...know all the words.

Oh, sorry, not you! Anyone who dares to question our taste on this matter can fight me.

Oh, hey! Thanks—that all makes a lot of sense and is a much more serious answer to my question than I expected.

THIS IS A GREAT SONG FIGHT ME

Oh, so, like, actual Mom night.

ok but real talk now Who in the Hell is speaking tonight besides Hilary? WHO IS LEFT??

Yeah, I have, like, a tiny mosquito bite on the top of my foot that I’ve scratched a few times, so it’s a little raw rn, and that tiny scrape would be my horrifying death in the 10K. So. Gross.

Dad, huh? I was definitely getting a “nice uncle” vibe, but we can go with “friend’s dad.”

The beaver anal glands thing is massively over-reported. It’s much cheaper to just use the synthetic version for foods.

Forever and ever that will be my favorite thing Tom Green has ever done.

I mean, these were people that used crocodile dung in most of their cosmetics, so

Hard not to learn about Priapus if you’re paying any kind of attention when you go on Roman holiday. Those statues are URRRRRVRYWHERE.

Ah, yes. Negging. A time-honored method of swaying others to your side.

So you wear a lot of beach cover-ups to work, huh?

tag yrself i’m #girl on the left reading who is smart enough to keep her feet out of that nasty-ass water

Hey, winning scenario idea: Ailes gets pissy at the last minute and burns the place down Office Space-style.