Well, all the puppies that are left, anyway.

I AM AN UNHOLY SEER!! Two days ago— I shit you not— driving the car, I turned to my dude and said, "Damn, isn't it about time Missy Elliot made an album?!" //°_°\

personality disorder.

This comment pretty much sums it up. Thank you.

I think 'biological trash' should check what his house is made of before he starts throwing shit around.

PSH introduced "shart" into my vocabulary in that movie and he was the best part of an imminently forgettable movie.

What's amazing is how much better this is than many of the commercials that cost millions of dollars to produce (and millions more to air).

Here's my question: how the hell did we not have Blue Cheese vs. Ranch in the first round of the dip bracket??? They're natural enemies.

What is the takeaway from this? That certain careers/hobbies freely entered into require sacrifices? That if you want to be famous and reap the associate perks, you have to go through some crap?

Might be easier to believe you if you didn't have Elizabeth as your avatar. Just sayin'.

I can kind of relate to this. I never feel like I crave it, it's mostly consumed out of boredom or something to do. My problem with moderation in all aspects of my life seems to make it more of a problem though. Getting to an age that is really making question my motives for drinking.

We need more stories about high functioning alcoholics. Everything I read is geared toward those who have been arrested, lost their jobs, etc. How can we judge if we are sliding down the slope and on the way to some "rock bottom?"

If that's how she always talked to me I'd wipe it off on her side of the bed.

Houston may have been in the spotlight for the past couple of years - especially for the Montrose neighborhood, which is described euphemistically as "arty" and "eclectic" - but the media fails to mention the best parts of it. You'll find the single most intriguing dive bar on earth (Catbirds, a real-life Rick's Cafe…

Funny, all I see is peaness?

If Cressida can wear scrunchies, he gets to keep the beard.

I do love a good ice cream treat, but I've never owned Uggs. Sweatpants are my spirit animal, and I've never had a problem with my self esteem (thanks, Girl Scouts and good parenting).

Yeah, everyone in LA has them. We are fine with the ban. I am pretending this post is satire. Hahaha, lol, people in LA, AMIRITE?

They do in certain areas nearby, like Pasadena, but not everywhere. I haven't seen them anywhere in LA proper. I just buy the blue plastic bag thingies at Petco. (It's not like LA is banning ALL plastic bags, you just can't get them at the grocery store with your groceries anymore. The headline is pretty…

I had to break out an oldie, but goodie!