“Don’t pay attention to Creolé Lady Mayonnaise”

I love her.

I am so embarrassed for everyone associated with this political-take on a church youth group Youth Sunday skit.

We had a few at our junior high and high school but that’s because there were black kids around and the school board is racist.

Good.

Met him once in Greenville, SC a few years ago. He brought in an entourage to a restaurant called Trio after filming something at the Peace Center (I think) and it was approximately 6:30 in the eventing. He requested a booth by the window, and had six dudes in suits completely surround the table on the floor-side.

Holy crap this is fucking exhausting.

I think the fact that they’re inviting you in to their “home” is exactly where it all goes wrong. Andy Cohen’s home - we presume - looks nothing like the Club House, and I think it helps put everyone in a more comfortable place to express themselves, as no one feels as though they’re infringing upon someone’s actual,…

Holy fuck.

I watched the entirety of that show well after it was done airing new episodes and it was the most massive waste of time. That show was awful.

well said

HOLY FUCK NO

Bottom line: there is no way this was not excessive force. Period. If that officer had been the parent of that child and done the same thing, he or she would have been arrested for assault of a minor and child abuse, and would have likely lost custody because CPS would have stepped in so quick it would make your head…

Get ‘em, QB

Listening to the audio now, and Bernie sounds exhausted. This is not an excuse for not having solid answers to solid questions, but he is an older dude. I’m 30, and when I’m tired, I hardly make any sense at all, even when regarding my favorite subject: Beyoncé.

Essentially, yes.

Oh, whoops! My bad. I somehow read “Roseanne” and thought “Rosie O’Donnell”! Apologies. I’m still kind of waking up. :)

Ironic that one of the potential future presidents called her a pig.

This is a fairly common sandwich from the days-of-yore South. My paternal grandparents both used to eat this on occasion. It harkens back to the 1950's, where all food was terrifying.

Hey, people like what they like! I like moody and dramatic music. I was a Chopin/Tchaikovsky fan before I knew their struggle in their lifetimes lol :)