I married my husband after like 9 months of dating. WE JUST KNEW?

I always wanted to date a chef and eat delicious food all the time, but then I dated some chefs and it turns out they’re kind of assholes.

Pretty much.

Every day he looks more and more like his grandparents.

They’re like the Kardashians, but with less power.

So these royals, they are just props, like our Vice Presidents?

I stared at your comment for a long time because I thought it was a word puzzle. Like “Assume makes an ass of ‘’u’ and ‘me.’”

I certainly missed it. Most of the characters throughout the trilogy remained formless, blurry blobs in my imagination as I read it.

Man don’t cross post this to Gizmodo (seriously don’t)

I am a grownup, as are these folks. I can only think of one party in the last year I went to that involved shots. Also, I would not have gone to that murder party for optics alone—I don’t need Facebook “recognizing” me in weird shots like that forever. Plus Ariana’s party seemed more fun and she looked gorgeous.

I always thought stuff like this was an Urban legend until my daughter was born and the nurse walked us through the mess of security procedures complete with examples of people trying to get around them. Shit is crazy out there.

EVERYONE SHOULD WATCH HAYWIRE WITH GINA CARANO. She is a total badass MMA fighter and her fight scenes were incredible.

I LIVE FOR THESE PEOPLE

Of course his friends will say nice things about him. Otherwise he’ll Rippon them.

I’m sorry, but “insvestiation” needs to be a word, NOW. Megan, you coined it, so what does it mean?

Or you can just watch Atomic Blonde?

The graphic was created for a different “satirical piece” put together on Friday by sports anchor Mark Giangreco in which viewers were encouraged to invent their own Olympic sports,

I often ask myself which is worse? The true believer acting out of horrible principles or the opportunist?

It’s the “appeal to authority” logical fallacy, with a crispy Christian crust.

The enemy of my enemy is not my friend.