Dick after breakfast sounds like an R. Kelly song.

Honestly, Vanessa Trump was a somewhat successful model who was probably trying to marry up instead of for love. Because I can’t imagine anyone could actually love someone like Don Jr. Like a lot of rich people, she and Don Jr. probably had an arrangement.

I think the adults-obsessed-with-Disney thing is actually related to “Christmas creep” in that real life has failed to deliver on its promises for so many Gen-X and Gen-Y people that we’re basically regressing and staying fixated on the things that make us happy as kids. Also see adults cosplaying, the popularity of…

All kidding aside, I’m working under the hypothesis that none of these creeps (the Trumps, that dumb governor of Missouri, the list goes on), know how to have sex properly. Like, they do missionary with their wives and try a mélange of porn watched with the volume off and 10 minutes of 50 Shades of Grey that they saw…

Don Jr. was worried that the article would reveal that he has a micropenis (It’s a hereditary condition.) His dick is so small, even escorts ask him if they could just cuddle.

I wonder if it’s more embarrassing/clumsy than malicious or violent. Hope so.

You do realize you just commented on Jezebel’s Dirt Bag, right? You want hard-hitting analysis or to project your own issues, then scat off somewhere else.
Also, the post was neither judgmental, nor did it display any faux concern.

If my own experience is any indication, it was “socks on stairs.”

Smushed it against Blake Shelton’s?

So, I like Disney well enough, I’m looking forward to taking my kids someday.

Kylie Jenner brought out a hot pink wig and ‘grammed it with the Mean Girls quote: “I’m not a regular mom I’m a cool mom.”

Seems like a lot of people wanna blow this story up into something more dramatic, but I think you’re right about Carrie’s face, Bobby. She probably feared it would turn out worse; she was swollen and stitched up and didn’t feel secure that her face would go back to normal.

I have become very very careful about what kind of erotic content I, uhh, consume. There are a handful of couples who do it for their own fun/profit where consent and enjoyment are hoisted over anything else. I like that. I seriously can’t stomach anything that is “male gaze-y” at all anymore.