The cops wanted to find something in the guy’s blood so he could be blamed for the accident, rather than the high speed car crash that essentially caused the accident.

Damn straight! No one, no one paid any attention to what happened to her until the video came out.

They could never get a warrant for this blood and they knew it, which was why they tried to lean on the nurse and get it done fast. The patient was the victim of a crime, not suspected of a crime, therefore no chance of a warrant.

AND they didn’t start investigating until last week, when the public outcry began.

Good. There are no good cops. Just accomplices.

Did you know she was part of the 1998 and 2002 Winter Olympics ski team?

But... that’s not acid reflux then? (Also, I don’t think that’s physically possible.) At best, this is an insane placebo based on kooky homeopathy. You’d think they’d choose a vinegar that doesn’t smell like a dump at an orchard.

I’ve never been one to let assholes stop me from doing anything that I have my mind set to. The hardest part for me was not walking over to them and punching them in the face. I wasn’t going to stop going to the gym just because some small brained morons thought it was amusing to see the fat man getting himself into…

The guy I was dating thought the show was hostile to men. Basically, it put it’s male characters on its female characters on fairly equal footing, with all having neuroses and flaws and less than flattering moments. So kind of like how when there are 30% women in the room and the male perception is that there are more…

Any time I see a truly overweight person at the gym, I think to myself that person must have stones of steel to come out and dare to fitness while fat in our shaming culture. Most people would crumple in the face of the constant side-eye and smirks you know they’re enduring.

If you knew one thing about Ally McBeal, it was they had a co-ed bathroom. Every time we get another redneck hollering about trans people in the wrong bathroom, I think of this damn show. I didn’t even watch it.

There’s a different, but effective, natural remedy for dad-anger, and it’s increasingly legal in more and more states.

Bone-broth* advocates make me want to murder. Jesus fucking christ, people. It’s soup.

Maureen O’Hara’s shade in this movie is incredible.

Maureen O’Hara really makes the movie.

A) I feel a bit old now. At 34, it never occurred to me that anyone would think the Lohan version was even worth watching, when the Mills version was basically the reason to be excited for a Disney Channel free preview weekend (back when Disney was a premium cable channel).

HOLY SHIT.

Also, the stepmother-to-be in the original, Vicki, plays Meredith’s mother in the remake.

Wait. There are people who actually think the 90s version is better?