What about that cool mom? She’s got moves and the body confidence to back it up.

If I tried moves like that I would need a diaper for the effort.

I was in the same hotel as him twenty four years ago (as was Katy Seagal and Little Richard). I only had the briefest of interactions with him, and saw him in the lobby frequently. He truly did seem genuine and unaffected by his fame.

I had the joy of meeting Mr. Simmons in 2012. He was doing something at the offices I worked at and he stopped at each person’s desk and asked for a hug. He was intermittently laughing and crying. I don’t think anyone got any work done after he visited because we were all riding high off of it.

Including using the correct condiments. Mustard, no ketchup.

I hate to break it to you, but this mess is really all your daddy’s fault.

Pyramids as power plants are a HUGE area of interest for “Ancient Astronaut” community.

If I had to do SF-Portland with my mom, I’d kill her somewhere around Redding and dump her body somewhere between Medford and Grant’s Ass.

I drove San Francisco to Portland with my mom and I promise you that trip is at least 9000 hours.

Randi I’m not sure. He must’ve gotten a savvier intern to manage his feed? For five years I would randomly respond to particularly galling tweets with a clever “go fuck yourself, Donald” or a pithy “You’re an asshole”.

Your first Botox shot Kendra?

He didn't realize the toilet paper was perforated into sheets, and was just going to cut off some.

This makes absolute sense and my heart aches for this man. Having said that, that's a fucking amazing picture.

“All these smart people are in it, I don’t want to miss out! Blah blah ground floor”

Too distracting for 7:30am meetings? At what time of the day do they cease to be distracting? On top of the cleavage, length of skirt and heels, we also have to change depending on time of the day?

Yup. I worked for two person consulting firm and my boss informed me one day that one of our clients, with whom he hung out socially, thought my breasts were too distracting for 7:30am meetings and asked him to tell me to “put them away.” I have 36G breasts. There is no hiding that and I’m not going to buy new clothes…

Sad Tromboner.

Seriously. What is up with necklines these days. It’s always at one end of extreme: too high or too low. I’m forever searching for appropriate work tops.

I am so sorry that happened to you. People are the WORST.