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I was going to try and play Devil’s Advocate based on experience (hey, it counts!), but, on IMDB, Adele actually has more writing and producing credits than Peter, although her writing is primarily TV, Peter only has 3 screenplays to his credit to her 14 - so that explanation is actually NOT A THING!

Trying to justify it by saying these are “industry-standard established ranges based on experience” is especially fucked-up, given the strength of their resumes. He had one movie screenwriting credit and one “story by” credit prior to Crazy Rich Asians. She’d been writing for television for two decades. It’s a flimsy

“I was a hot mess for 26 years and I have more peace now than I ever did,” said Game.

Fuck him.

No forgiveness, no redemption tours for these monsters. Let them never wash the stench of it off them.

She’s 63 years old and spent the last 23 years in prison doing shit jobs for nothing. Maybe giving her a really easy and well paying job that lets her get her message out is a lot better than giving her a backbreaking entry level one.

A while back a neighbor of ours said my husband, “I was at your mom’s [my mother in law lives in our building] and your kids came by with your wife. It was so nice to see them!” Husband: “No, that was the babysitter with them.” Neighbor: “No! It was definitely your wife!” Husband: “I assure you it was not her. My

I really think this is why Jameela Jamil is so spot on with her “double agents of the patriarchy” description of the Kardashian/Jenner clan. Even at Kim’s absolute best- i.e. working to free AMJ, there’s the pernicious double action of getting her to shill for her brand- which, however empowering an individual finds

Oh, hahaha I assumed it was referring to Angelina and her brood of children, and I was like... (scratches head).

I had a boyfriend who used to get jealous of my purry, demanding cat, to the point where I told him, point blank, not to make me choose between him and my cat because he would not like my answer to that. And I meant it.

Your mention of having gone on a date to a gem and mineral show had me scared that we had somehow dated...

I broke up with him soon after.

I introduced a guy I was dating to my Dad and we all went out to dinner. Within 15 minutes, they were finishing each other’s sentences. They ordered near-identical meals. I was squicked out when I realized how much he was like my Dad. I broke up with him soon after.

Dumped a guy over his heavy Boston accent. I just couldn’t handle the way he would talk during sex, saying “Oh my gawd, ya tits are ahwsome!”. It was like banging Ted.

The name Chad. Never met a Chad that was worth any amount of time. Continue to swipe left on all Chads without reading a single thing about them.

Isn’t that guy from inside llewelyn davies in that movie also?

There’s . . . a lot of people from that era who are going to the Bad Place:

I think it’s really easy to be nostalgic about the early ‘00s if you didn’t have to live through the era of 3" zipper low-rise jeans and navigate the politics of visible thongs.

But I just told him I wanted an early-2000s vibe because that was my favorite era of music.”

I don’t know why, but Brittany Murphy’s sad end haunts me more than just about any other Hollywood tragedy.  I think because, in contrast to so many stories of tragedy, which tend to involve corruption and some kind of descent into drugs and illness, Murphy by comparison seemed naive and earnest in her desire to