Jughead + CatAss = TRU LOVE 4EVERRRRRR
Jughead + CatAss = TRU LOVE 4EVERRRRRR
Big Ethel had it right: Jughead is where it's at! He knows what he wants (burgers), he actively hates Veronica most of the time, and he's got the best dog in the whole world. Archie blows.
I worked in a weekend warrior hot spot for four years, and Fisher-Price My First Banking Job™ people are the most despicable, entitled asshole customers in the world. People really do swallow that Eyes Wide Shut finance sector bullshit whole cloth and act as though they are a new race of Übermenschen because they had…
I freely admit that I'm a cranky asshole every day, so take this with a grain of salt, but I agree. She's a pretty girl, but these pictures aren't interesting at all. I'm not really a fan of Kate Moss for a lot of reasons, but at least her face grabs your attention. Lottie is just...there.
"If you had just gone to college ..."
Oh, FUCK YOU, lady. Fuck you so hard. Meanwhile Ellie Moore, you and I are BFF's now. It is decided.
The only time anyone ever dared to make a remark like this to me, I was working at Eddie Bauer on a morning shift. Some lady took umbrage to my (corporate mandated), "Wool socks are…
Shit. And the view from my high horse was SO NICE.
North will only wear leather jogging pants.
I assumed that Kim Kardashian meant that if you leave the house as a pregnant woman and dare to have any pregnancy style whatsoever that someone will pick you to pieces.
<Insert Blurred Lines joke here>
I still can't get over Chris. I know it's a show, but man they way they handled his character. Too many feels.
Oh, thank God I've got a gym membership! I only keep it so that Tom Junod will do me the great honor of being willing to put his penis inside me, despite my being the advanced, nay, decrepit age of fifteen years younger than him.
A 55-year-old writer is willing to fuck 42-year-old entertainers whose jobs consist, in part, of exercising and grooming and botoxing so that they can be hot. Gosh. I'm shocked.
I remember one time when I was shopping, I went to get my eggs and plastered over the refrigerator door was a laminated sign with huge bold lettering explaining that in the coming weeks the design of the egg carton was going to change. Below the sign were two more laminated pages. One with an image of the current…
Fear not: There's much Maurice in it.
I give this article 1 star out of 5. The text of the reviews is too small to read on my phone.
Then there's the other Craig Robinson: