Since when do you need permission from a company to use their product onscreen?

Chrissy Tiegen’s Twitter feed is a national treasure.

The successful one. It’s not a choice I relish, but I’d rather get kicked in the balls than kicked in the balls AND smashed in the jaw with a hammer.

*Remembers the beginning of Rambo*

I would think letting them out in the wild would be a short-term bonanza for predators. And poachers.

The white people equivalent of “The Cookout” is “Taco Tuesday.”

I always used to get warm fuzzies from the trope of a couple reuniting, and I didn’t see a lot of divorces close up in my childhood. In high school, I was momentarily confused by a friend talking about having to go to her father’s house for the weekend — like, “Where else would you go but your parents’ house —…

Sounds like she was method acting as the Countess.

Is it that you don’t see it, or is it that nobody talks about it because it doesn’t make for as good of a story?

The “try acting” story isn’t apocryphal, it just lacks context in the way it’s usually told.
Hoffman told the full story when he was on “Inside the Actor’s Studio,” and he admitted that he’d been full of crap. He hadn’t been staying up for the role, he’d been partying all night at Studio 54 to take his mind off his…

I liked that sort of ending prior to my own divorce. Now I can’t stand it.

Not only that, but Spielberg has straight-up said the movie is partly about his parents’ divorce.

The school I went to through fourth grade had an asphalt playground. I tore open so many pairs of blue jeans.

Is there a comparison to be drawn here between this and Malcolm X’s “chickens coming home to roost” comment on JFK’s killing?

Why are you repeating the folklore about restaurants’ failure rate?

Has it been established that she actually modeled for this company, or could this be a case similar to the black dude who had a MAGA logo or whatever it was photoshopped onto the stock footage he’d modeled for?

Yeah, it’s a bit odd that people treat “giant mechanical spider” like it’s the only ridiculous part of “flying, invulnerable, super-strong alien boy scout fights giant mechanical spider.”

What was the line in Ghost World about how all jocks secretly want the girl with the big glasses who reads McSweeney’s?

I appreciated that, because the jock character was more like the real overachievers I grew up with. We’re conditioned by media to believe either you do sports or do well in school, but the kids who are going places do both.

I decided to give these a whirl over the weekend and they came out salty AF.
You sure about the proportions on that brine?