True. But at the very least, I now expect you to knock it over. Fair’s fair.

The newish Dylan mural is trending, though. When he kicks, it’ll win for a few years.

Levitated? Maybe “Bracketed and Visibly Heavily Supported Mass Wedged Between Concrete.”

He’s employed Perez Hilton on his beauty pageants, and the first year, they smarmed all over each other, like two rancid snails.

Fuck those copycat mosquitoes in their tiny ears.

The Original Pheebs!

She and Jerry Paris created the perfect acidic balance to Rob and Laura’s sweetness. Love her to bits.

She'd just fritter it away. Better she finds a husband, so her kids are raised right.

As a man, the judge probably has a family to support, so we should take the whole picture into consideration, and probably cut him some slack. And pay him more.

I’m assuming it was “complicit,” and not “complacent.”

Kinda like: “Hey babe, want to go to the men’s room and do some Aleve with me? No? No? WELL YOU’RE AN UGLY DYKE ANYHOW, FUCK YOU.”

I also thought, again, how much I dislike it when people wear sunglasses indoors. 

JFC, your timing is vile.

(Hopefully I’m guessing the right comment here.)

When I heard it, I wanted it to be Johnny Gill so very much.

But they're stealing it to frame someone else for the theft.

I want her to choose Judge Curiel as her running mate. And if not, her first Supreme Court pick.

Yep, this. “So this is what you what? Well here it is on full blast, and just watch me ghost the fuck out of you afterward. Also, your wife says hi.”

You forgot, “while wearing ugly cardigans, with stretched-out sleeves.” Also, wadded-up tissue clenched tightly at all times is a helpful detail.

I hope she's aware of all the goodwill aimed her way.