I realize that you are absolutely right. I both respect you AND fear you right now.

I am more horrified that the Sriracha pizza exists.

Since I eloped I escaped this horror show and everyone helping my sister in law pick her dress was lovely and supportive ( even though she did not pick my favorite dress the world did not end and she looked just as gorgeous in the one she liked). But I am obsessed with Say Yes to the Dress for some reason and it is…

As a bitch who lives in fucking Arkansas, I would just like to formally apologize to the fucking world that we produced this asshole and then sent him out into the fucking world. I don't know how the fuck he even got elected governor. I'm fucking sorry for this bullshit.

I believe the book also discusses similar issues with John Travolta and his possible homosexuality (around the time of Urban Cowboy). But I actually find their treatment of non celebrity members even more horrifying. People would sign billion year contracts with the Sea Orgs, live in horrible conditions, and be paid…

No. That is all.

I have eaten pizza with a fork in public. Especially if it is workday lunch because I don't want to go back to the office with sauce and grease all over my face.

I put balsamic vinegar on my Kraft shells and cheese. I realize this disgusts other people, but I love it.

Everyone looks better in the before pictures, and all of the after pictures look terrifying, but there is something especially terrifying to me about Mark Shrayber's after picture. Something about that after picture makes me think he's like 6 seconds from trying to eat my soul.

entirely unrelated, but where is this Burger King located?

there might need to be some kind of "booty movement" class for white girls in general.

I think we should have dinner together. This sounds like my platonic ideal of a pizza.

I like pineapple, peperoncini, AND olives on my pizza.

Agree.

I would eat either banana peppers or pepperoni I on their own all day everyday. With olives.

German is awesome.

The German exchange student I dated in high school taught me a phrase that translated to "go fuck your knee". And I really wish I could remember the actual word.

One of our dogs ruined a hardwood floor in about 2 weeks. Even with us cleaning up after her. Apparently pee is incredibly strong stuff.

Estée Lauder always makes me think Elizabeth Taylor and Hollywood royalty. Kendall Jenner seems like a bad move as far as brand association goes.

im in environmental science, not food, but any of the consultants I've worked for have always had uniforms cleaned on the company dime. Of course, those uniforms often had unusual chemicals and whatnot on them and you probably couldn't take them to a regular cleaner so it's not really comparable and I am shutting up…