They just changed the laws so that is the case — it used to be male only (so if this had been a girl, Harry would still be in the running) but now the law states that their child would be the third in line regardless of gender.

Matt Damon replaced Jimmy Kimmel on the wedding night.

Well, I'm enchanted. I'll see you 10 July, goofy Irish kid.

Suzanne Sugarbaker is already having her lawyers send out a cease and desist.

I'm noticing a trend here of a lot of people who didn't get the Cinderella's coach/race car bed of their dreams as a kid and are now taking it out on their adulthood fantasy beds.

That's why I liked the Nines so much. Melissa McCarthy and Ryan Reynolds were a thing without the so-called "disparity" of their looks being a thing. Refreshing.

Oh, god. I thought I had already maxed out my Dunham hatred, but this pushes it to a whole new level.

Yes! Of course. I watched the pilot I forgot how long ago and then my mind just sort of wandered off, I guess. Thanks for the reminder. :)

Oh, damn. This show! What is the name of that show this gif is from? I started watching it and then somehow forgot all about it. D:

Nah. No one is calling you "lame blanca." It doesn't even make sense. Gabacha presumida, yes. Lame blanca, no.

He was always buff, though. I think he was just as cut but much more slender than I'm used to seeing.

The best part of that was how long it took me to realize it was Scott Bakula.

Who do you blame for the hockey, though? Illegal Canadians? (I'm going to blame illegal Canadians.)

I am seriously digging the hell out of this young Dame Edna look.

True. This is Doug we're talking about. He probably doesn't know how to wipe properly so his butthole is likely more of a puffy, purple-reddish color.

I can't be the only person who thinks it's hilarious that they play Hail to the Chief every time the president (any president, not just Obama) enters the room.

THANK YOU. I've been twitching over that god damn seam too.

He is! And I will never not ship Peter and Terri. :D

Long crotches were very "in" in the eighties. The longer your crotch, the higher your status.

As if I wouldn't just throw the fork to the side and start using my hands to shovel the food in.