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Dallas drivers are the second worst in the state behind Austin drivers. Full stop. Dallas is the mecca of vapid bullshit. Houston, other than humidity, is clearly better than Dallas in every respect.

When Bethenny called John a “chubby baby,” I genuinely L’dOL.

“Beggin’ Strips commercials”?

Naw, that was definitely her. I was cackling at her condescendingly explaining what “je ne sais quoi” meant. She’s not stupid, she’s just selfserving and hateful.

Would like to take a moment and bask in the gloriousness and applicability of Amber’s emojis:

As Lala noted, the other woman had her top off too. And she’s even bustier.

“...descend into autism...”

How dare she push for something that she was contractually entitled to, how dare she. I’m sure she probably was an asshole in other ways, but I’m on her side in not letting them slide on those ones.

I blame Portland for this

Abby needs about 4-12 years in an immersive antiracism program

He’s not done; he’ll be on trial for another assault. It’s not over.

There were countless people right here in the Jezebel comments section that said this woman was a liar as it was impossible for this to have happened, either due to his profession or due to the openness of the E.R.

Life in prison is not “getting a free pass.”

When Kenya was saying that her credentials are better than Kim’s. Oh lawd.

That’s an excellent description. He’s vaguely aware of what morals are, but does not feel impacted by the idea of them, one way or another. He’s manipulative and lies more frequently than anyone I’ve ever seen, but he doesn’t feel consciously evil. Non-cartoony sociopath seems the best explanation to me.

Yes! I went there last summer and Jax was bartending and White Kanye was rolling in to DJ. I got pictures with both of them. I’m both extremely embarrassed and proud of myself.

See, I could get behind LaLa...but it REALLY icks me out that she gives James the time of day. He is so VILE—he’s like that foreign, old, moldering band aid you step on in the gym showers. Contact with him—even watching his scenes—makes me want to bleach and hyper-scrub away layers upon layers of YUCK.