A real doll of Stephen Spielberg.

There are so many gems in this.

Flattering white jumpsuit are three words that have no.business in such close proximity to each other, unless of course you are talking about Barry Gibb or the 6 Million Dollar Man Steve Austin. Or the Pope.

18...out of 36. Don’t get me wrong I’m glad he’s been found guilty at all. I had my doubts the jury would do the right thing . I know there’s some nuance here about why he was found guilty of only half of his charges that I’m probably missing. I just would’ve preferred to hear “guilty on ALL counts”. Still, watching…

Seeing people who have callously committed horrific acts on other people start to cry when forced to take (some) responsibility for their conduct always makes me hate them even more.

me

Only all green eyed cat’s look like Kristen Stewart. Just as all red cats with blue eyes look like Dana Scully.

I’d go full on Princess Margaret

Camilla reminds me of a wet dishmop. I will never forgive her for breaking up Diana and Charles.

I thought that cover meant Dolly Parton’s husband had died. I felt awful for not knowing.

Re: Sara Hyland drinking four glasses of wine at lunch - - that’s my definition of a Saturday. Ps, what fucking loser is sitting two tables away from her and counting her drinks - my mom?

Who?

Um go child Mindymoo! I did a whole project on different art styles because a four year old said that art must be pretty things inside the lines. (She was jealous of her twin’s work) It was one of my favorite extensive studies. Here was that girl’s portrait of Van Gogh.

Australia: where a thousand-mile quest to bestow several day-old Whoppers seems perfectly normal, apparently.

“Would you like to see some sort of blurry photos of Liam Neeson sunbathing in tiny little underwear?”

*Stefan voice* This video has everything: metallic lipstick, marionettes, dancers in Ikea organizers, nail technicians, mirrored hoodies, and breakdancers on hover boards.

Shot through the tongue

I would have thought Colonel Sanders would be a breast man.

I don’t know, dude. They didn’t have a prenup. He didn’t ask for a cent in the divorce. And these days he seems pretty jazzed about destroying society. I just don’t see our Rusty being all impressed like, “Wat? An ‘rena tour? Whoy, oy ‘ad no ideer she were so clever!”

Dark horse?