That's the way love goes. That's the way love gooooooeeeesss....

Come work in SoHo. I see plenty of young guys in my building displaying plumage.

Come work in SoHo. I see plenty of young guys in my building displaying plumage.

Cathy's watching that video her daughter ain't in.

Boston Marriage!

It's clear that I'm being sarcastic about what puts actresses in the spotlight these days, right?

Yeah, but were you willing to promise the film's PR staff that you'd pop a nip on the red carpet?

Other people are also guessing she might have been functionally illiterate.

That's the feeling I got. Who's actually going to ask which alcohol is better for the baby?

This, plus I have deeply sensitive taste receptors. So even a little cilantro in a dish will make the entire thing taste (to me) like I'm licking a bar of Dove. It's easier to lump it in with my legit allergies (peanuts, strawberries, and yeast) than to say "I'm allergic to these items, and also, please tell your chef…

LOLOLOLOLOLing at "thirsty cunts."

Alternatively, Ray J, you could try the back.

Never thought I'd have to say this, but - OK, Kermit, keep your (webbed) hands off the titties.They're not paid for yet.

Sigh...

"You promised you'd never tell!"

I'm confused about your last sentence.

I see what you did there.

Maybe we're talking at cross-purposes? My particular faith tradition requires me to question, to engage with my faith, to come back to it with doubts, to integrate it into my real lived life. I've never been exhorted to blind obedience, or taught that the Bible is the unalloyed perfectly enunciated Word of God.

Mariney chicks?

Now I can never sing that bullshit again. Thanks.