I have a feeling that Sarah Ferguson would have been a trainwreck regardless of whether she married into a royal family or not.

Rape accusations are bad enough, but opening for Florida/Georgia Line and having to park your tour bus at Walmart....this is all kind of low rent. All is not well there.

I’ve also reached the point of being sick of men, too. Yes, I said it!

You should hear the screeching when I bring up Kobe Bryant is a rapist.

Today can suck my balls

And an awful day gets worse.

I loved his music, and I loved his attitude. See the“Runnin Down a Dream” doc if you haven’t already - it’s a wonderful mining of his and his band’s work.

And you can’t forget his work with Stevie....

“My kids also like that bloke, WhatsApp Ricky. You know, the American geezer, stylish, funny, gold teeth. [when told he means A$AP Rocky] Oh yeah, that’s the fella. WhatsApp Ricky. That’s a better fucking name anyway.” - Liam Gallagher

It’s even that she is 20 and young, she hasn’t experienced real life before, she lives in a bubble. She will never experience real life. I just want to tell her mom: get your kid a puppy.

It has always made me feel like a bad feminist, but I’ve always kinda actively disliked Dunham. She seems like such a shit stirrer to me.

I’m prepared to get shit for this, but 20 is far too young to have a child. Hell, your damn brain doesn’t fully develop until 25. Yes, she’s rich, which will give the child an imporant leg up in the world.

How did your butt implants hold up?

I guess Kylie hasn’t been Keeping Up With Her Kontraceptives.

There’s only one scary movie people are seeing right now, and this ain’t It.

Aerosoles are actually Not Horrible, and quite a lot of them really are pretty comfy. The problem is that a lot of their styling is inconsistent (are they a Coolish Trendyish brand for Youngish people? or are they Semi Frumpy Old Lady Shoes? because their styles cover that whole gamut). Plus, “Aerosoles” as a brand…

Had a morning meeting in NYC. Rushing down the streets, I stepped in what I know was vomit. As this meeting involved me setting up my computer, crawling on the floor under the table plugging in various cables, the thought of doing that with vomit-encrusted shoes was sickening to this germaphobe. On my way to the…

I tend to be able to suspend my disbelief and go along for the ride unless something is unbelievable stupid and in this case, the unbelievably stupid thing was that the ice on that lake was thin enough to crack and break. They are BEYOND THE WALL. The Army of the Dead, which brings even more cold than usual along with…

yes, like someone please explain this shit to me

“....your client has never used its luxury hotel rooms to shelter homeless animals.”

What kind of a monster doesn’t offer feline bar service?