You seem like the kind of person who would very much enjoy this: http://uproxx.com/tv/game-of-thrones-euron-greyjoy-looks-like/

I hate this shit so much. 1) Like Dan said, it’s a sex reveal, not a gender reveal. 2) I hate the adherence to the binary blue for boys, pink for girls element that seems essential to the stunt 3) I hate the idea that public consumption of a pregnancy, totally for internet attention, is now just a reality of having a…

I’d be tempted to do one of these videos but make the color green and end the video by turning to the camera and saying, “We’re having a Velociraptor. We spared no expense.”

And then the screen goes black with a loud raptor scream from Jurassic Park.

Wow, it would feel really weird to swing a baseball bat at something that was in some way supposed to represent my kid. Gender reveal parties are stupid, but ones which involve bats and guns are especially so.

Any time I see lofts or ladders to beds I think, “what if they have to pee in the middle of the night?” I can barely drag my sleep-drunken ass down the hallway let outline navigate a ladder in the middle of the night.

The Toast covered this and it was HILARIOUS:

God they’re vile.

If you can’t at least do scrambled eggs, GTFO!!

Your coworker is crazy for thinking Gendry is NOT coming back. That disappearing-into-the-night act was such an obvious Chekhov’s Gun! What, they think the show is just going to forget about the only biological son of the dead king and forego the Big Reveal, especially when it could mean reuniting Arya with a dear…

“He’s there with Jerome Flynn, who seems much less intimidating in a cardigan.”

Social media can be as helpful as it is hurtful. While it can lead to problems because kids can’t escape the potentially toxic social problems at school, it also can lead to a lot of kids finding an online community for support (which I suspect is very helpful for LGTBQ kids in small towns) when they wouldn’t of had…

I’m convinced Judge is from a parallel universe, and is in fact Derek Jeter after being zapped by gamma rays and bitten by a radioactive spider.

So, as the result of an extended drunken dare, I actually have an oil painting of myself as Empress Josephine. I feel compelled to defend myself by saying I’m an oil painter, was in art school at the time and have always loved history. I’m a bit queasy, but at least mine is a joke and has *never* been shown publicly.…

“Is this the straw that will break the camels back?” Supernova asked herself this morning while reading the news in bed.

Who among us hasn’t met with a Russian lobbyist offering dirt on our father’s political opponent as a pretext to talk about sanctions, forgotten to talk about the dirt, and then lied about it for months?

It’s just gotten to the point that news like this just depresses me. It’s just another reminder of the kind of thing that’s supposed to obviously matter, but that obviously isn’t going to.

If they’re trying to convince me that he doesn’t have Alzheimer’s and the only person who can manage him is his daughter, they’re failing. Miserably.

How come women can’t go sleeveless when Paul Ryan is allowed to go spineless?

Putin will bring menstruating women with him into a meeting to scare Trump.