I just want to say that I’ve been re-watching “West Wing” on Netflix and I so LOOOOVE Dule Hill.

Oh yeah, I love rare beef. Really just between rare and medium rare is my favorite.

why don’t you just eat sugared butter if that’s all you’re after?

I might even record that debate.

Talking to reporters is part of the job. If she doesn’t like it, she should find another job.

YES. God willing, Jezebel will have an open thread. And I’ll have an open bottle. Or ten.

Listen, I could not agree more. That said, you can’t deny that the Republican primaries are already hilarious.

My favorite debate ever was that one for the governor of Idaho or whatever. Where there were two ‘normal’ dudes, a biker, and father time. Seriously.

As I enjoyed a family 4th, my MIL decided to break out the “I’m voting for Trump” card. As people regained their composure and asked her why on earth she would do that, the response was along the lines of “Because he is a business man, and seems smart.”

After more stunned silence, the responses letting her know that…

I absolutely cannot wait for the primary debates.

The good news is that he’s polling so high that Fox News can’t not have Trump there for the debates—which could spell disaster for the rest of the participants.

I would imagine that a Trump piñata is filled with empty Snickers wrappers, all of them inscribed with “IOU” in Sharpie.

If I was getting the special man bonus on my paycheck instead of measly woman pay I could probably afford those sport packages too.

O also when I worked at a concert venue that did food (if you can truly call it that) but not specials one lady was going on and on about what kind of restaurant (again, not a restaurant) wouldn’t have specials and I let her in on the secret about specials (old food people are trying to get rid of). She did not think…

Let’s play a game. It’s called Reasons Why This is Sexist, Not the Product of Capitalism.

I’ve been working on improving my cooking skills for the past year. This resulted in a very tearful conversation with my husband, where I had to explain that if I was going to spend 8 hours in the kitchen making ravioli from scratch at his request, he could at least take a fucking bite before drowning it in Sriracha.

V…

That picture of Ben Affleck and Jennifer Garner seems so intrusive and creepy given that they were on a relatively private resort. I am an old...I remember when People was the “classy” celebrity magazine, and now it is just trash.

Meatbonnet?! I <3 it!

Good. That judge was a meatbonnet.