Wait, because Rhianna is a victim of domestic violence, we aren't interested in her voice or supporting her? I'm fucking way more interested in hearing her sing than listen to whatever garbage Roger Goddell and Ray Rice are going to spew.

It wasn't so much jump-scare as it was an overwhelming sense of dread and creepiness throughout the entire film.

The last scene of Blair Witch Project with the next victim of the Blair Witch standing in the corner is still terrifying to me. Yikes.

Fear and Loathing in America is a wonderfully insightful read for any HST fans. Even the letters as mundane as post-assignment invoices are gold.

I may have exaggerated the extent of my romantic involvement with Idris Elba.

I know. I just go to the airport in something comfortable enough for the trip. I am not a "must wear a suit" type but fuck no, I won't be seen in public in pajamas either. A comfortable dress, or leggings and a t-shirt, or baggier boyfriend jeans and a t-shirt will do, thanks.

I tend to dress up as well when I go places because I know it gets me better service. Is that right? Fuck no, but I know how to play the game :/

Yes, the statement is specific to a group of people given the TITLE. Why would you click on and read an article about the MTA if you didn't live in or care about NY? Stop being so dense.

It's called hyperbole. It's a pretty standard feature of English.

And there, my friends, is a single microcosmic example of why American women will never vote Republican.

I enthusiastically vote yes. I hate that goop.

This is awesome but will sadly never catch on. It's hard enough to get men to regularly use condoms, a penis injection is gonna be a hard sell. Also the name is vasagel, idiots are gonna make so many vagisil and vagina jokes about losing your manhood it'll be doomed from the start.

With US Catholics the most liberal of all Catholics, and their children more liberal still, I wonder how these institutions are able to maintain the fiction that their faculties and student bodies represent the views of a bunch of old men in red robes.

NO GOD GET IT RIGHT

I always think that people who want 1500 word articles written about them in the newspaper don't care about what other people think.

It could happen in a few years, though I'll probably have some work — probably a face-lift — by then. "No, I'm their mother," I'll reply proudly. "And aren't they lucky?"

Joelle Lockwood says she deeply regrets the role that she played the duration of the incident.

Of course we're entertained by them! We get the whole dog-and-pony show on YOUR dime!

For real, though. A celebrity wedding-crasher has to have some seriously high self-regard to think, "I'm going to make their day complete—watch this!" Rude.

Stole that bride's spotlight. Rude. Seriously, I'd be mad. Only two people would be allowed to crash my wedding: my dead father and Bill Murray.