Blond eyelashes unite!

Me no likey les slinky.

people on this site are probably going to say yes. Jezebel is about as bad as Kanye with their raging Beyonce boner.

Every time I hear someone proselytize about "clean eating", I wonder if this is more fitting. I don't mean to concern troll, but it's a buzzy catchphrase a lot of people use to exclude a lot of otherwise healthy foods from their diet.

A friend of mine, who had anorexia in high school, probably has a form of this. She's a vegan with pretty strict rules about added sugar, whole grains, the lot. I'm not sure that its interfered with her life at all though, which is the point that something gets termed a disorder.

This past week my mother-in-law was staying with me and I feel like all we talked about was food. She has been a chronic dieter since my husband was a little kid and buys books, reads articles and goes on and on about what food. It made me completely uncomfortable to eat around her being that I've had several food…

It's okay. We'll all be fine. Snowing in CT and I'm not even skeered!

Sigh.....a white guy that would wear "funky jamiroquai hats" in high school. I lost my virginity in his storage unit. :-/

So many to choose from. I'll let yall decide. Let me preface this list by saying that I'm omitting the sociopaths and boring losers. This list is in no way representative of all my questionable and embarassing encounters.

1) An Irish guy who purposely mooned me and my friend at a pizza place in NYC. He was wearing a kilt. We banged on a couch in my friend's dorm room. I think the kilt stayed on.

The guy whose "thing" was being barefoot all the time. Barefoot Dave.

To be fair, its Americans who shower a lot more then anyone else in the world. Driven, of course, by our consumerist society where we must douse ourselves with every possible combination of sodium laureth sulfate and perfumes.

How dare you imply that Jeremy Renner would ever move to Phoenix.

I feel like I need to reply to your comment just to acknowledge each others' existence.

Maybe it's cause I'm 35, but this is inconceivable to me. I find it hard to believe that many people beyond serious niche fetishists would even want to try this.

Am I a hopeless fuddy-duddy for refusing to get on Team Salad Tossing? I just...fecal-oral bacterial transmission, you guys. C. diff is no fucking joke.

Here's my dilemma... Those songs that Douglas wrote are indeed terrible and yet somehow the fact that he wrote them makes him hotter. Hellooooo indeed.

Ive worked with her. she literally calls the paparazzi on herself from inside and when they show up she acts surprised.

This is for sure wonderful and yet my cynical little brain can't help but think it's faked.