I feel compelled to point out, to non-journalists, that you can’t just say, “off the record...” and it magically makes it off the record. OTR is an agreement.

As many as 45 House Republicans could lose their seats in the upcoming midterm election

I’m born on leap day, so when it isn’t a leap year, I have to also share a birthday with Justin Bieber so I feel you ;____;

“... many men in the business [w]ant to see Louis come back because deep down inside they know they’ve also done fucked up shit to women,” she said. “[T]hey want to know that it’s not going to hurt them on a permanent basis. Louis is their test case.”

“This story is stranger, and sadder, than it initially appears.”

Contingency fee agreements (i.e. agreements where you get paid based on the outcome of the case) have to be in writing in California, and the idea is to protect the client, because of the ‘imbalance of legal sophistication’ between the lawyer and client.

And, quite frankly, one for good measure:  fuck off!

Ivanka has a lot of nerve supporting the empowerment of women on the anniversary of (non-black) women’s right to vote when she favors a party that wants to limit the control women have over their bodies, a party that has no interest in increasing the minimum wage, a party that is anti-welfare, a party that doesn’t…

He should ask for a refund though. He looks nothing like a Ken doll.

He was evicted for running around naked? I’d get that with an ordinary human but we all know Ken Dolls don’t have anything down there to be worried about seeing.

The description of Rodrigo running around the house naked after someone found a spider is my favorite in a long while. I just kept staring at it and trying to figure out how one explains the other.

They’ll spin it that they didn’t force her to get an abortion.

People with weak chins and horse teeth should confront their mothers asap.

That mission you would have the staff do? Impossible.

My first thought when I saw the trailer was “Between Meet the Feebles and Avenue Q, what’s the point?”

It kind of is about turkeys.

Please, for your well being and ours, spend no more time trying to figure out what our Jackass In Chief is trying to say.

Is there one where Chumps hair comes alive at night and has oodles of escapades as it jumps off his head and scampers around the Oh So Very White House? Running amok in the kitchen, doing gymnastics in the Lincoln Bedroom, and climbing onto any ladies lap as it emulates a pampered lapdog? Just don’t let the hair get…

Ugh. Could men maybe just not treat the world as their toilet? 

When I worked on Capitol Hill, I started the Girls Club or Good Old Girls Network. We’d meet for lunch or happy hour or brunch on weekends and discuss work and job prospects. It was so enjoyable and relaxed. I invited young women I mentored so they could get job prospects.