Three gunmen showed up dressed as women to a Harry Winston in Paris in 2008.

I've just got to say, I love the replies of "Leave white people alone! That's racist!" as if everyone needs to just ignore the fact that white people are often whiny and entitled.

Honest to god, woman.

Surgery. Where they cut you open. Perfectly healthy tissue, keeping you alive, they cut it open. In a hospital, where MRSA breeds. So you can wear smaller clothing?

That's insane.

I'm 46, I have a kid. I actually look less ripply than that — genes, exercise, who knows — but I ain't no 19. And I know…

While I feel for you, I actually have nothing against Trump's hair per se. It's the rabid asshole parked underneath it that I object to.

Rand Paul was apparently struck by Stupid's Arrow.

It's true. Cheers, Mate!

I'm so sad that this is still a thing. Those poor girls.

I went to school with Lance Armstrong, from sixth grade through junior year, when he moved to Austin to train as a pro triathlete and sprint racer, and started pretending he was from Austin instead of Plano. He was arrogant and self-important for as long as I knew him. He cheated off of me in health class. HEALTH. …

This was the call he got just before he rushed in for his shot:

What, and let a WOMAN drive?

I would watch 50 Shades of Grey if it was Rihanna as Christian Grey and Leo as Anastasia Steele.

But wait- as a liberal in Alabama, I'm always being told by my superiors from Berkeley about the perfect non-racist utopia they live in and how I should be ashamed of the dystopian shithole in which I reside. If this could happen in PerfectNonRacistTown, what hope left is there for humanity?

Part of the problem here is that no one should be treated this way, whether they are W. Kamau Bell or in fact a person trying to make some money on the streets. I have been at restaurants where people have tried to sell me flowers or beg or whatever, and I always appreciate it when the staff deal with it in a kind…

I've got this awesome hippie Wiccan facebook friend, and she posted a link to an article about vaginal steaming the other day, and no lie, Facebook's top "suggested link" underneath my friend's post was a link to a food.com recipe for steamed clams.

"(Editor's Note: Thank you so much for that job market, Baby Boomers)"

Oh, an Atkins type! My cousin is a doctor and she spouts vague Atkins-like beliefs. She manages her diabetic mother's diet and doesn't understand why loading her with fat and protein - while she of course, sneaks carbs in, so it ends up even worse than Atkins - means her diabetes control is shit. Then she sends her to…

Wow that customer's an ass, sorry.

I will spare this man when I rule over all as a benevolent cat dictator.

him?

If I had tons of cash, Céline would be my #1 choice for minimalist style with masculine traits, to go with my pretentious, wannabe intellectual, sour, androgynous, cold-ass bitch persona.