Marry me.

If you scroll down a bit, there are people (I'm assuming they're adults) discussing Aurora's costume with an impressive knowledge of the characters. There are lots of people besides children who like Disney very much.

Yeah, that kinda rubbed me the wrong way, too.

Many people with mental illness have trouble with money; spending too much or being miserly.

My husband's family pooh-poohs yoga. They're runners. I had my husband try one of my yoga workouts and he was bawling like a baby and cried uncle after a few minutes of just the sun salutations.

Maybe *she* didn't expect fame and honor, but those are things that other radical terrorists expect.

I am an atheist, too, but I can wrap my head around it. Once you have faith in something intangible, it's probably not a stretch to believe something else.

One singer who lives up to the hype. I had never seen her perform until SNL and I was blown away. Blown afuckingWAY.

She really does. I like her style a LOT.

She's got some "Villainess" eyebrowns. (So do Fergie Ferg and Eva Mendes!)

It's another example of how she's an arrogant asshole. She provided the opportunity to point it out.

Interesting that the Mohr/Milano confrontation has turned into a comparison (among commenters) between Milano and Cox.

After nine months they are. At four weeks, there's a huge chance they'll come out with the other contents of the uterus and no one will be the wiser.

After nine months they are. At four weeks, there's a huge chance they'll come out with the other contents of the uterus and no one will be the wiser.

Alyssa Milano is not fat.

For someone who doesn't want kids, she's going into a situation where she's going to have to deal with a bunch of them. And their mothers.... Women who don't want children probably shouldn't marry men who do. And vice versa.

Because "Hey, I'm just being honest!"

"Fratty, olive-faced smirk" is awesome.

When I was dog sitting a greyhound, I used newspapers. You wait until they squat to poop and slide the paper under their butt. Then the poop falls on the paper and when they're done, you fold the corners up and toss it.

Oh, devious! My mother always includes the receipt when she sends gift cards. She's paranoid, but I guess it's worth it.