Awwww. I hope the little sweetheart grows up to be as smart and pretty as her mom and with a better 3 point shot than her dad. 

At best, he is 63. At worst, I wouldn’t be surprised at 75. He’s fooling no one and giving up his benefits. Sure, let him win.

Also, he’s white, soooooo....

self-described self-help guru

Wants to. I feel that he hasn’t thought through this plan with the greatest of care. For one thing, it relies on other people wanting to date him too. For another, he’s said that he will give up his €1200/month pension if the court allows him to change his age.

Once again, we see that the main thing almost all of these shooters have in common is violence towards women. 

I’m not sure why they didn’t include a pic of him in this article, but here he is:

Jesus Christ.

It seems like a lot of work to hijack the legal system just to fulfilling his creepy desire to sleep with 20 something year olds. Because you know the creepster probably thinks his ageless self is above dusty, peri-menopausal 45 year olds too.

I remember my grandfather, a fit man who died of cancer at 78, saying that he still felt 30 in his soul. He was surprised to see the old man in the mirror because that wasn’t how he felt inside. I’m noticing more and more how people age differently, not just physically but spiritually. I know people in their 70s…

The Michelin Man singing “I Can’t Stand the Rain” in a wind tunnel.

I remember when I thought my friend’s wife was odd for taking her placenta, burying it in her yard, and planting a tree on top of it. Good times, good times.

It looks fucking exhausting...and totes narcissistic.

When I was in college, I went to a rodeo with a bunch of friends. We all were drinking a lot beforehand and then took a bus downtown to the rodeo. We were so rowdy, constantly yelling “RODEO!!!!”, the bus driver pulled over and a cop got on and made everyone wearing a cowboy hat get off the bus.

Once I saw someone store their pizza box (presumably that evening’s dinner) on the floor under their seat until they got off. The floor of the effing A TRAIN. I’ve never truly recovered.

This is fucking rude and gross and entitled and obnoxious. Yet another reason why I’m glad I’m old enough that “being extra for the ‘gram” was not a thing when I was young.

I’d have fucking recorded it and put it on MY instagram. That would’ve been epic. 

Ugh I read the comments on the original post. The number of people calling her “iconic”.....either the bar is low or the meaning has been watered down.

I once saw a man shit into a cardboard box while waiting for the L train. I now consider that the second most offensive thing I’ve ever seen in the subway.

I don’t want this stupid birthday party on my commute. Nope. And I don’t want the Showtime dancers either. I want an uneventful ride where I sit quietly with my headphones. I never want to be smacked in the face by a flying Showtime foot, but I ESPECIALLY don’t want to smell your train lobster. Beat it, all of you.