I haven't blamed a single victim. I'm requesting that you back up your claim about Chelsea Clinton. You either can or you can't.

Yes, I can be extremely articulate and I like a good fart joke. (That's what makes me an appropriate GM commenter.) Neither of those things cancel out the other.

It's bad form to say things like that: completely damning and also absolutely vague. You're an anonymous commenter asserting your expertise without offering so much as a link. And until I've heard at least one example of what you're talking about combined with a legitimate secondary source (not The Drudge Report, for…

I was there, too! What a good show.

Catherine Hardwicke is the unsung heroine of the Twilight bonanza. The books did well, and Stephanie Meyer tapped into some creepy, atavistic girl fetish for bad boyfriends. But the first movie wasn't that bad, all things considered. It had a cool look and moodiness that actually worked. If she could turn that sows…

I suspect that celebrity couples have shared financial interests in remaining together. Even if the marriage is done you might want to have some good arm candy for the red carpet, at least until you're truly ready to move on.

I think Palchuk is good. Sounds like dog food, so that will please the (many) haters.

I think that's exactly what people find galling about Paltrow. Her perfectionist tendencies keep us from appreciating her delicious recipes. Perhaps if she were more of a boozehound, or if she didn't look like the decoration on a wedding cake. (I honestly don't give a crap either way, I'm just guessing.)

Paltrow & Falchuk: seems like a good fit just based on superficial information. They can sing show tunes together while hand making gluten-free pizzas.

No lie. I worry a lot about what I'd wear in a zombie apocalypse.

The real religion of America becomes more apparent every day: selfishness.

And for a city filled with such supercilious assholes, there is an usual amount of human pee and poop everywhere. What kind of city refuses its own citizens public restrooms? Get it together. (I know about those pods and they are frightening.)

Holy shit! Perhaps he's just canvasing. I'd love to meet that special girl who views this as a quality pickup line. Oooh, dirty girl? You read my Pig Pen fanfic?

Knocked up and booking rooms out of a manger.

That would explain sooo much.

Weeee!!!!! Suck a dick, Scalia. You broke it, you bought it. (I don't know what that means within this particular context, but I do want Scalia to suck a dead whale dick.)

"On Tuesday night, Dej Loaf took the stage in a mink. Or fox, or sable—whatever it was, it was fluffy fur, the age-old symbol, especially in hip-hop, that you're finally rich."

Our friend Google! Search Queen Elizabeth fashion.

It's because of their anatomy. Their dongs confuse them. <insert medical illustration of dong & dong confusion cloud>

I could give a fig about royalty. But her outerwear deserves its own fan club. Those tailored coats worn with a nice dress? Le sigh.